“She Fits Me.”

She fits me like a glove
Like that pair of jeans you slip into when the excess weight is lost
Like that hug from a daughter when everything’s going wrong
Like that torrential downpour outside while you’re snuggled by the fire.

She fits me like a key in a keyhole
Like those broken in shoes you can’t get enough of
Like that wet little nose and that wagging tail wanting nothing but love
Like those blankets you pull up around you each night.

She fits me so, so good.

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