My jumbled thoughts for the day…

#42 – TUG-OF-WAR

I’m excited by this back and forth game that we often play
I pull you in, you pull back harder, then you suddenly push me away
It’s true, I’m fooled by your mysterious allusion
Confusion enough to cause mental contusions
I… I think about you in ways I really wish I wouldn’t
I wanna feel you in me and I know… I probably shouldn’t
But you’ll never open yourself like I want and feel I need you to
If you did I’d unravel all the layers few have seen through for you
The first tug you introduce your surface you to mine
Gave me the basics of your basis and I saved them in my mind
The second tug you pulled me into your world and welcomed me
I’ve seen the inner core of you and you must not have wanted me to see
Because you suddenly began to push me away…
You no longer talk to me, there are no more words that we say
You’re no where to be found and I don’t think I can handle this
When you call me out the blue to tell me how much I’ve been missed
Foolish cause I allow you to start this game all over again
I give you this emotional rope, I let you pull me back in
With the third tug, I love the way you hypnotize my body
In my dreams I think I feel your soul kissing mine softly
I feel your lips gently kissing on the places I’ve (secretly) begged of you
Then the fourth tug comes, you make me smile, I tingle cause you called me boo
But somewhere down the line, I’ve forgotten this is a game we play
Instead of pulling you towards me, I should just let you pull me your way
But you never do…
As close as I get, you always find a way to reverse the motions
A way to kill my hidden desires with your magical word potions
Each word stabs me in my heart as they drip from your lips
You tell me what role it is I play, how I just don’t seem to fit
In your arena, in your game… you say I’m simply not the same
As the others who you pull but never push in the game they’ve made
But I enjoy being the mouse, your cat instincts may finally catch me
The pulling and the pushing has finally made me open my eyes to see
I’m different and that’s what you like, that’s why you keep on pretending
By the pushing me away, you know I get the message that you’re sending…

This tug of war game we play… will never have an ending.