i admit it, i'm guilty as charged

i admit it,

i haven't given you a hundred

per cent

of my time,

i've been slack

in my love for you.

i'm not with you twenty

four seven,

or always

asking you what's on your

mind.

i'm often late in coming

home,

with no excuse. i realize

that 

we don't take enough walks

together,

or cuddle long on the couch

like we use to.

i know, i know.

i'm guilty as charged.

but i promise i'll do better.

now lets get this

leash on

and go for a walk outside,

maybe i'll throw

you the ball in the yard.