It makes me smile
When I make him smile,
When I feel his warmth,
When he looks at me as if I were his world.
It makes me happy
When his kisses are exclusively for me,
When he gets exited over the smallest things,
When he reminds me to stop bein busy for a moment and live.
But it makes me glower
When he doesn't listen,
When I think he's gone,
When his kisses aren't just mine.
It makes me sad
When he's scared,
When he's unwell,
When I remember I can't spend the rest of my life with him.
He's my family,
My first love,
My best friend,
And my dog.
If loving such a primitive creature can invoke such strong feelings,
I'm afraid to know what's in store for my future with fellow human beings.