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.