[biopic: Me (a white enby with short hair) and my service dog, Nova
banner: Yellow coneflowers]
I miss our routines.
I miss waking up each morning listening for her sounds downstairs.
I miss the way she smiled and the way she frowned.
I miss her joy at being alive.
I miss giving her a kiss on the forehead.
I miss the way she relied on me like no one else.
I miss our routines.
I miss waking up each morning listening for her sounds downstairs.
I miss the way she smiled and the way she frowned.
I miss her joy at being alive.
I miss giving her a kiss on the forehead.
I miss the way she relied on me like no one else.
Die Dye Die
Dyed and Gone to Heaven
Spinning in the Grave
Alas, Poor Yarnick
Die Dye Die
Dyed and Gone to Heaven
Spinning in the Grave
Alas, Poor Yarnick