Wouldn’t it be lovely if kindness, loyalty and showers of affection were our biggest faults?
Wouldn’t it though?
It would be awfully, awfully nice.
It is lovely in the company of my shadow.
The spirit animal who teaches me patiently and without judgement
the crazy curious inexplicable mystery that is uncomplicated love.
For one glorious moment I forget, all the exhausting complicated human parts.
I’m free. On the walk.
I don’t care how I look on the outside,
neither does she.