My best friend died today. There was no funeral for him. I was the only one there for his burial. We had been friends for 12 years. He helped me get through the hardest parts of my life. Always supportive and kind.

Going on without him is going to be difficult. I’ll have no one to talk to when life hurts. Who will I cry to when I get broken up with? Who will I hug when my bills begin to pile up? Who is going to wish me a good morning now?

Not everyone appreciated him like I did. Some people didn’t see his heart like I did. No one got close to him like I did.

He was mine since he was just a little puppy. Through the years we grew close. When I’d return from a trip, he’d always greet me with an excited jump. He didn’t understand sadness, only companionship. Why do they have to live so short compared to us?

I’ll miss you, pup. You treated me better than any human has. For that, I’ll always remember you.