There are some bonds in life that can’t be explained with words—they’re simply felt, deep in the heart. That’s how it is with her. No matter where I go, no matter what I’m doing, she just wants to be right next to me. 🥹
If I’m sitting at the table, she curls up at my feet. When I move to the couch, she hops up beside me, resting her head on my lap with a soft sigh as though the world finally feels right. Even when I’m busy cooking in the kitchen, she waits patiently on the floor, her eyes never leaving me, her tail giving a quiet wag as if to say, “I’ll stay right here until you’re done.”
At night, it’s the same. She presses close, sometimes tucking her little body against mine as if she’s making sure I never forget she’s there. And when I wake in the morning, the first thing I feel is her warmth, the comfort of knowing I’m not alone.
Her devotion is simple, but it’s powerful. She doesn’t care about the mess, the stress, or the imperfections of the day. All she wants is closeness, a hand to hold, a space to share. She reminds me that love doesn’t need to be complicated—it’s about presence, about being there, about choosing each other over and over again.
Sometimes I wonder if she knows just how much she gives me. The quiet comfort when the day feels heavy, the laughter when she does something silly, the peace of her steady heartbeat against mine. I may think I’m the one taking care of her, but in so many ways, she’s the one taking care of me.
Yes, she just wants to be next to me—but the truth is, I feel the exact same way. ❤️
