It comes again.....the yielding tune lacing its line of ferocious assaults thru snapshots of sweet memories, attempt to erudite my blunders. It's been close to a year since you left but my heart is still bleeding. I'm dying for the chance to hear your bark, feel your licking and hold u tight once again. I am imprisoned within my own imbues, defenseless to command a hold nor submit to a slaughter. Some things don’t change and so do I. Winter relinquish from a life to wait for another to come. But deep within me I know some days of winter remain forever, isolated. Not to change over time but to become more susceptible in understanding the concoction of all things beautiful. I dread thinking about my first birthday without you to give me a loving kiss first thing in the morning. Seaver ... I love you and I can't stop saying this ... I  missed you a dear dear lot...so does daddy and mummy.