All I have,
For everything.
A pawprint
In clay.
That's it.
Thousands of trinkets, toys, stuffies.
Folder upon folder of random junk.
Papers and pencils and packs of gum
Study lists, flashcards, photo albums, puzzles.
And all I have
For the tears, rolling down my cheeks
The way I know I will never recover
Never want another pet
Never, never again
All I have for all the memories
And how you've been here since birth
And how I've been your human kitten -
All I have.
A pawprint in clay.
I could pretend to be happy
When the world is ending
And you'd all believe me
I'm a great actor
But never onstage
I can say I'm happy for you
Congrats that's so cool
When under it all
It's hard
It's really hard
When there are so many people to balance all the time
So many personalities
So many conversations
Overlapping
Talking over each other
So many big emotions
I think you make me really happy
I think it’s sort of all-consuming
I think I want to be with you every second
Of every day
I think maybe what keeps me up at night
Is replaying you
Replaying us
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