03/29/2026
Sometimes I still turn around,
expecting to see you walking behind me like you always did.
Sometimes I still reach down without thinking,
as if your head would still be there, waiting for my hand.
It’s strange how someone so small
can leave such a big silence behind.
You didn’t just live beside me.
You became part of my days,
part of my routine,
part of my heart in a way I never understood
until the day you were gone.
People say you were “just a dog,”
but they never saw the way you looked at me
like I was your whole world.
They never knew the comfort of a love
that expected nothing and gave everything.
I don’t miss you only on the bad days.
I miss you on the good days too,
because you were the one
I always wanted to share them with.
So if you ever wonder
whether you were important,
whether you were loved,
whether you mattered…
You were.
More than words can explain.
More than time can erase.
And more than this heart will ever forget.