Self-Control

He does this thing
Where he’s patient with me,
Yet
Calls me on all my junk
And then waits,
That’s when I want to kiss him the most.

36 thoughts on “Self-Control

  1. I’m not sure if you’re really writing about a dog – or about a man. Could be true either way. It is pretty wonderful to have someone by your side who knows your true self and still loves you. When I was a teenager, it was definitely my dog.

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  2. So, to recap:

    – The dog is poorly fed.
    – You throw volumes of table scraps in the trash.
    – He, being good, doesn’t assault the bags.

    Gotta love a good dog but you really should treat him better.

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