She’s mine. And I don’t know what I would do without her. I leave every morning with her smile upon my mind and when I return she is waiting to give me that same very smile. Lately I’ve been a bit down because life causes me to be stressed. Yet I know that once I wrap my arms around her, everything is better. She never lets me down either. She reminds me of the simple pleasures of life. Walking in the park, sitting beside her on the couch while we watch television, and playing games are her favorite things to do and even when I come home and I am tired, frustrated, or sad I can’t help but want to please her and so I do.
She’s gone. It isn’t fair. At first I didn’t know what I would do without her. Yet I’ve learned that she is still very much with me. I see her everywhere I go. I long for her; my arms empty and my heart aching. Nothing will ever fill that shape that is now a void. But I go on. I carry her still everywhere I go, everything I do. She was my best friend.