Time and time again, I find myself thinking about you. 

I think of how my bad days turned good, after petting your fur that was as soft as a cloud.

I think of how stormy nights turn to tug-of-war fights.

I think of our walks, the ones that we took to get out of the house.

I think of how on walks, you would stop and sniff the flower beds as if you were smelling the flowers.

I think of your sleepy face, your bark, and your howl.

I think of the cheesy orange Cheetos that we would share.

I think of how you would absorb the pain from my day.

I think of the smell of dog treats, and how I thought they were disgusting.

I think of how your nub of a tail would wag, and the dance you would do when you were excited.

I think of the endless cuddles you would give, while I would play animal crossing.

They were so full of love.

I think about how you would howl,

Like you were sinning a song of joy.

I thought of the naps we took,

I thought that I slept better knowing you were by my side.

You were the rock I could scream and cry a storm of emotion at,

 and you would still be there, Standing strong,

 looking at me as if you were saying ¨i'm here.

I miss you Sydney.