Lilo

My dog Lilo passed away on Monday.

When I would cry she would snuggle into my neck. Her barking at the door for me to let her in kept me from being wholeheartedly a couch potato.

She always slept in little holes she dug in the garden of my spa area, and I would always wake her up when I came home from uni.

I got home the other day and she wasn’t there. I cried in my driveway for a bit.

To me, beauty is her.

Take a billion million selfies with the ones you love. You can only take a finite amount of pictures with someone.

I’m feeling a little lost.