When I am still and mute

And all that is heard is beeps and a trickle

Run to me, you fluffy fluffy brat

For I am on my way

Run to me, for I would be afraid

Calm me with gentle whimpers 

Walk beside, fanning my shin

Watching your tail as you sprint and circle

Walk me through the abyss of end

I am sure you met my friends

Tell me stories of them, tell me everything

Then tell me, to not be afraid

Curling into me every few steps

Poking your booper into my chest

Each time I sit to run my hands on your head

I have missed your curious eyes

For they have always stilled my thoughts