if I could reach

Its 5AM in the morning. Sitting here wondering. Its like pouring a pitcher, and every time you say you wont, you give a little more then you should. Maybe if I hush, maybe if I speak. Maybe if I pretend, then authentic would be bliss. I'm becoming numb each and every time. All I see are cats lol me and bloody cats. If I could just read your mind, one good time.

its draining. if I could just be.