Some nights, I see you again

 Some nights, I see you again.

Running, wagging, whole and happy—just the way you used to be.
I wake with tears, but not sadness.
Because in those dreams, I get to hold you once more. I get to feel your fur, hear your bark, and look into eyes that never stopped loving me.
They say dreams are just the mind playing tricks. But I believe they are visits. Little reminders that love doesn’t die—it just changes form.
And every pawprint you leave in my dreams is a promise…
that one day, I’ll wake beside you again. 

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