Your soft kiss.

You have been around for a long time.
Hold my tears when I was crying out.
I feel like you are really mine.
Always on the floor by my side.

You are the first thing I kiss in the morning.
Through the day you sleep and play.
But whenever I come home, you greet me.
Although “Hello” is something you can’t say.

When I ask you to stay, you do.
When I hug you, even if I see you hate it, you allow it.
You can make me smile, just on how you act.
Even make me laugh my lungs out on how you sit.

I might be left alone by a lot of people.
And I broke down more than a 1000 times.
You will always be there for me.
Your super soft ears are always the last thing I kiss for the night.