Two years ago, I went into debt to try to save you.
But you passed away anyway, it's sad and it's true.
I paid thirteen hundred dollars with my credit card.
When it came to facing your death, it sure was hard.
When it came to saving your life, I certainly tried.
But sadly, on the seventeenth of August, you died.
It doesn't bother me because I went into debt.
What does bother me is that I lost a great pet.
You were only six years old and you had no future ahead.
I said goodbye two years ago today when I found you dead.

I prefer to sit in the back
Make my instructions clear
and I’ll get on track
I’m easy to joke with
Please just go on and laugh

It was one of those pleasant days.
He must be waiting for my presence,
Like he does every day.

The car stopped in front of his café with a screech.
I could smell the saltiness and chocolate along the breeze.

I didn’t think my heart would race so fast and speed.
I needed some time to calm it,
Before somebody noticed and ask me—
What was that, indeed.

The bell rang as I pushed the door,
Letting him know I was already inside the store.

He must have heard me somehow.
Before I even realized,
My hands were clutching his elbow.

He took me with some caution,
And led me to the table—
Even though he knows I’m totally capable.

He pulled the chair for me to sit,
Making a squeaking sound.
I smiled, imagining him
Making an annoyed face, hearing that every day around.

He rushed to the kitchen with some excuse,
Before I could finish saying, “Yes, please.”
There he was—already on his toes—
With my favourite brownie and milkshake.
He knows just how to get a smile from me.
Now my heart is really at stake.

He entertained me with dreams and daily stories,
While nudging me to eat some savouries.

I could feel how attentive he became
Whenever I asked or said something.
It made me more than happy—
To feel like I had my own space in his life,
As someone who truly mattered.

Time ran fast—
It was already half past.
He walked me to the door,
And told me to come again, more.

Once he disappeared to resume his day,
I took out my white cane to continue the rest of my way.

He’s unaware of the words I’ve been saving since we met.
I can’t confess them in just two lines—
That the days I’ve spent with him,
I’ve felt loved,
Strong, and blessed.

So let me savour the moment,
Until I gain the strength—
To never part,
And pursue him till the end.

your little bones could not outlast
the fevered fire that burned too fast
you died curled up against my thigh
for hours i didn’t know how to cry

you weren’t a god, you weren’t a guide
only fur, and warmth, and love inside
no words to give, no voice to lend
but still, you were my sweetest friend

i shared my wins in quiet light
you wagged your tail just right
you didn’t speak, but still you knew
my joy was yours, and yours was true

now some days pass without your name
and guilt arrives like quiet flame
but from above you lay upon my chest
a pitter-patter, small and blessed

you don’t stay long—you never do
you know to leave before i lose me too
like bubbles born in tender skies
you rise, you shine, then softly die

a bubble’s life is short and sweet
but still too long until we meet.

so when i cross that final line
i’ll bring you home one last time
you’ll squeal and jump into my lap
tucked in tight, ready for your nap

next time though, you’ll be here to stay
i know i’ll have bubble back some day