Is It To Late?

My beloved Dog

My beloved ran away.
Oh, How I wish she had stayed.
I cared for you so much.
Your probably the only thing I did care about.

You reminded me of me.
We represented strength.
Playfulness and knowing.
Tho we didnt like people much.
We were willing to know them.

I prayed for you to come home.
I'm not even much of a believer.
But I beg you.
Please
Come home to me.
I can't do this without you.

My father barely cares.
I dont know about my brother.
But I need you.
You were my best friend.
The only one I knew I was going to keep.
Until death.

Running away was not okay.
I just want you to come home, today.
I know you did not go off astray.
I hope your having fun with the friends you have found.
But to them, you are not bound.
Come home to me.
I miss you so much already.

Its been hard.
School sucks.
People are getting worse.
My family thinks I'm just an hormonal child.
My love life is pretty much through the floor.
I've only wanted to see you more.
Cuz I knew you would come to me.
Let me pet you.
Make me feel better.
Make me think that maybe their still is good in this world.
But you ran away on the first day I came.

Sometimes I think its my fault.
If we werent so damn poor.
If I would have given you a friend.
We just couldn't afford another dog.

Please, come home.
My beloved.
My best friend.
My family.
Please Dana.
My baby.
Please come home to me.

This hasn't been poetic.
You won't even be able to read this considering your a dog.
Its just my feelings typed into a piece of a story.
Because Dana, you mean so much to me.
Its not just because your an animal.
Its because your a part of me.
Maybe I'm a drama queen.
But I need you to come home.
Please.
I beg you.
Come home.
Come home to me.
Please....