Poems and Other Things

Random 05

I remembered when I was in elementary. I have no close friends, but I have a dog. I remember, every time I arrive at our home, he'd go straight at me, wagging his tail and climbing up at me. I remember hugging him, and telling him about how my day went. I remember him, playing with me. I remember him, and how he died. I fucking remember how his skin turned yellow, how his mouth bubbled up. I remember, how my lively dog went limp. I didn't just lost a dog, I lost my best friend too. I lost a buddy who played with me, who comforted me. Remembering him, it makes me cry again and again.