missing my poodle . . .

Baby, its day 2 . I don’t feel right , everything I do doesn’t feel the same. I don’t know about u , but I feel alone. When I lie down on my pillow to sleep, I think of how I used to lie on ur chest and relax . . when I eat with my hands, I think of how I used to feed u . . when I sweat and wipe it of my face I think of how u used to do it for me . . when I hug my bolster I get reminded of when I hugged u baby . . and when I carry weights , I think of how I held ur hands …….all these make me weak . today I woke up and lazed around at home and went for my game. We were winning 2 nil, but they equalized and we drew the game 2-2 . well I played well and my coach gave me a game bonus of 10 bucks ! yeah ! that is not including my pay of 15 bucks .. and now im home writing this for u and after this im meeting das at amk hub to catch a movie . don’t know what time will be back , don’t wait up for me , I love u baby girl ….. talk to u tmr