There was I,
standing on my two weak legs,
nervous, sad… Petrified.
My face was red and warm,
my eyes covered in shiny layers of tears,
my hands uncontrollably shaking
as I caress her brown and heavy head.
Her expression was stiff, confused,
she didn’t understand what was going on
but she knew there was something going on.

I fell to my knees and hold her head,
I got my face closer to her cold nose,
she felt that she had to comfort me
and ran her rough tongue around my cheeks.
I couldn’t hold the tears anymore,
as I crumble, weeping on her shoulder,
I felt her sadness taking over too,
desperate to make me feel better
rubbed my head with her big paws
and licked my hair and my tears.
This is good bye.

I got up, wiped the sadness from my eyes,
caught my trembling voice and breathed.
I pet her head one last time and walked away,
she tried to follow, until I got on the car.
her big wet eyes fixed in me as she tilted her head,
I heard her whining softly asking me to stay,
I know she understood then.
This is good bye.

I had to leave her,
I had to pursuit a better life
And she was not allowed to come,
I had to do better for both of us,
but I can’t ever say good bye to the pain
that caused me breaking up with my dog.