Puppy Dog

Remember watching dogs following their tails spinning round and round in circles, until you felt like your head would spin off? Spin off and roll down down down the street and all the way back again? They chased and chased and chased, but I wonder if they ever thought about what they would do once they caught it. Would they sit, content with their capture? Would they continue running, unsatisfied with their latest hunt, or would they just stop, frozen in exciting fear of what’s to come next.

When I was three, I knew I was a puppy dog. Following things around in circles until I was blue in the face, keeping pace with the thing I wanted most. To keep myself occupied, my parents often tried to fill my time within my life with things to peak my interest. First it was sports, then I got too good, and it bored me. Next, video games. Those worked, until I realized you could walk away from them. Obviously my family was a video game to my dad, because he walked away from us too, but that’s another story for another poem. Finally, I came across theatre. That’s been working pretty okay as of late. Then, there was you. The breaker of my walls, the believer of my dreams. I could see a million different themes of how our future could play out as soon as your smile hit my gut… I was breathless. From that day I knew I was fucked.

Your hair, dark as midnight, but your soul bright as morning’s light. Your smile, large and genuine. Your eyes, ever changing colors to match the day you were having. Blue to green mattered not, to me, for they made me feel serene, I had never seen someone just as stunning as you… you made me stop comparing everyone to everyone else yes now everyone was compared to you. It was clear no one else could even hold a faint light to your brilliant shine, I could die, from how sweet the idea of you smelled I fell even though you didn’t catch me. I fell… to the ground… and yet, I’m still just as wild about you as I was the day I knew that no one else would be enough.

Yes I knew when I was three, but I never knew what I was following, but now it’s clear. I will follow you to the ends of the earth. After all, I am just a puppy dog, looking for its’ home.