You’re playful during the night in
which I don’t get any sleep.
And when I wake up I find all of my
belongings on the floor in heaps.
You’ve been here since I’ve moved
in but you were not a bother.
But now I’m getting stressed at all
the attention you’re trying to garner.
There was this one night where I heard a
moan behind me that made me fall
down the stairs.
And it’s odd, but I feel you around me
just by the standing up of my arm hairs.
I’m not sure if you’re just lonely or if
you want me out of this house.
If you could communicate effectively
then maybe a solution could be found.