his name showed up on my

phone today. youre playing

a dramatized game of cat

and mouse yet, you don't

see youre six points ahead

on the meter of lies. I bite

my tounge as you say words

of hatred towards the

"kind of girls" that mistreat

you. maybe its that Im not

wanting the pearls and

diamond that you gave me

last year. and as I plan

towards this new destination,

the spark is underneath

and its glowing rapidly.