The Secret Life of Pets: Reborn

Chapter 3 - i'm so tired...

(Mike's POV)

      Ever since she left me I've gone to the Central Park and sat in exactly the same spot as when I met her. I know I should forget about her, move on. I know I should... but it hurts even more knowing I can't because I love her so much. Even though she cast me out like rubbish, and she cheated on me, took everything I did for granted; I still love her. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should just flip her off and hate her. But I can't. Where did I go wrong for me to deserve this? Was it because I was too clingy? Too soft? Maybe I cared too much? If anything all I had was more questions than answers, and more pain than happiness. My heart bled for her and she just left me to bleed out. I guess all I can do now is just... block everyone out of my life and put my heart on a love lockdown. Because what's the point of putting it out there if it's only to be broken and used by others?

      Screw it. I'm just gonna be the person I've kept in for so long, and I don't give a flying two rats' butts if people don't like it... well I do, but whatever. I made sure to take my cap off since it was summertime, which meant no more warm wear unless you want a heat stroke. Now? I completely changed my attire and even dyed my hair red to style it as a Mohawk. I even got myself piercings for my eyebrows of a silver stud and pierced my ears for silver earrings, two on each ear. After this, I bought myself a black leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders. Jack used to have a huge thing for Rock 'N' Roll, and punk, so I guess this would be a fitting tribute for the summer. I'm just so tired of loving and being thrown away. Might as well just scare them all away with this instead. No more Mr. Nice Pup. Now, I'm just a smart mouthed and sarcastic emo. Who's gonna fall in love with someone like this? Nobody. And that's how it's gonna be if everyone is just out there to use me. I'll keep doing what I do to help New York City. It's the least I can do, even though the crime rates dropped dramatically after we took down the Deddogz. Let's just hope it stays that way.

      I keep seeing Tilly and that new guy together all over the place. Sharing memories that we could never have. Kissing each other like what she did to me never happened, like I never existed. And every time my heart just bleeds some more. I don't know how much more I can take of this... but at least she won't recognize me anymore. It hurts like hell, seeing her so happy without me. Seeing her this... bright. And I have no idea what I've done wrong in my life full of suffering, betrayal and pain. Maybe that's just my purpose... to get tossed around and used like everyone's punching bag, because my emotions and wants don't matter. They never have. And probably never will. F*#$ everything.

Might as well bloody sing it while facing towards the open window into the night sky while practically coated in tears, right?

I'm so tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
wooaah.

So tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Woooah.

Party.
Doing my best to meet somebody.
But everyone else is falling,
In love, to our song.
Ay, ay, Oh ay, yeah.

Faded.
Drinking a shot 'cause I can't, take it.
But I don't think that they make anything,
That strong,
So I hold on.
Ay, ay. Oh, ay, yeah.

I'm so tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Woooah.

So tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wooaah.

Strangers.
Killing my loneliness with,
Strangers.
And when they leave I go back to,
Our song.
I hold on.
Ay, ay. Oh, ay.

Hurts like heaven, lost in the sound.
Buzzcut season, like you're still around.
Can't un-miss you, and I need you now.
Yeah, ay, ay.
Oh, ay, yeah.

I'm so tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Woaaah.

So tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love songs,
Tired of love.

Just wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Wanna go home,
Woooah. (x2)

(Background)
Someone take me home.
I can't be alone.
I'm so tired.

I pray you come back to me one day Tilly, and we can just sweep your damned "boyfriend" and his existence under the carpet and start over... because I love you that much and so much more.