to best friends. an ode to my pup.

He was my lover and my friend. A constant companion, an ear to listen and a mouth to kiss. Sometimes he was the reason to wake up in the morning, a motivation to live and to learn continuously. He was the warm body next to me during cold nights, a tangle of limbs and yawns. One had never stared into such soulful eyes.. with their, almost melancholy depths that told you, "I love you", "Please?", "It'll be alright."

Sometimes there is nothing like the comfort of another soul curled up in your lap. A determination to be at your side, no matter the lengths. A need to better me to better him.

He'll hold my hand during long walks in the morning, dashing back as the first drops of rain begin to thicken. Stretching with me in the mornings as we say hello to the early sun. Radiating joy as I turn my face to him as a flower to the light, melting and strengthening my might. There is nothing as beautiful as sleep, with little fluttering breaths and a rosy pink tongue that peeks out between pearls.

But nobody has experienced such longing, for what, I still cannot fathom. I see sadness, or is it mine? Have our feelings come to be intertwined? Perhaps when I come to understand myself, I will see the truth in yours. A child of limitless affection and teacher of unconditional love. All I can do is thank you, thank you, thank you.