sorry if i said things
you don\'t want to hear.
I\'m just hoping these words
make things more clear.
I\'ve wrote you some poems,
but they\'re way too sappy.
I dare not show you
in case they don\'t make you happy.
I\'ve said too much,
just like before.
but I was just pleased
to hear you scratch at the door.
I tried to contain it,
but your eyes spoke to me
in ways I\'d thought
I forgot how to see.
I want you to know.
If you\'re ever in fear, you can count on me.
I\'ll always be here...
Squeaky.