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The Chase
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Stuff that could be worse. I spent two painfully long years
Playing the cat (and the fool).
She was the mouse...
And she could scamper with the best of them.
I spent one sleepless week
Playing the mouse (and the bastard).
Another played the cat.
Her strides were always graceful.
As the cat I was clumsy and could not catch up.
As the mouse I felt awful, but could not slow down.
I cannot love the chase like so many do...
It has, so far, provided me a week and 2 years of heartache.
These are not things I deem worthy of my love.
However, it seems the things I deem worthy of my love are,
In fact, not worth it.
And the things I deem unworthy could not be more deserving.
Perhaps I need to re-evaluate my feelings towards the chase.
