Post #511

It’s been months since you left, Since November stole you away. Now October stands in silence, Counting grief in every day. I m missing you the one closest to my heart, My walking partner, my soul’s missing part. I love you, Bruno my love, my friend, But life played cruel, it brought an end. It’s 3 a.m., and I sit in our garden again, Tears in my eyes, whispering your name. I replay those nights, those silly little things, You my pervert dog chasing girls like tharki ooo gosh And me, trying to cover up your shameless acts, Laughing like fools under the stars’ soft tracks. Midnight walks with no sense of time, Just two lost souls sharing one rhyme. After dinner, your favorite game would start You’d grab my hand, never to hurt, just to act. Drama in your teeth, mischief in your stare, Tightening your grip only when I’d laugh there. As if saying, “I’m here, don’t you forget,” That silly pagla, my best secret yet. You were never just a dog you were my soul, My walk, my therapy, the one who made me whole. Now I stand in the same garden where we lived our days, The grass is cold, silence has its ways. The stars are watching, the air holds your scent, Every breath here knows where you went. Beneath this ground, you rest so deep, While above, I stand memories I keep. My ears still wait for that bark to say, “Hello tharki…” in your naughty way. Oh Bruno… it’s still you and me, Even if we walk on separate streets. You live in my laughter, my silence, my pain, In every night walk I take in the rain. And though you’re gone, one truth stays clear You were not a chapter, you were my whole year. You were not just fur or four tiny paws, You were my reason, my heartbeat, my cause. It’s 3 a.m., Bruno… and I’m still here, Waiting to relive those moments, holding you near. No sympathy I seek, no pity I crave, Just a bark from the heavens and the love you gave.