Stargazing

Sometimes, when we least expect it, regardless of whatever else we may be encountering in our lives…life happens. And it can be shitty. Words however, need be said.

I stand by Your grave and look around the clearing at all the many spots where belly rubs were dispensed with joyous abandon, while together we gazed upon the stars overhead.
My heart threatens to collapse upon itself as I feel the loss of our companionship tear my soul in two.
Never again will the outdoors feel the same. Where once the sun shone and warmed my heart now a chill will forever more creep into my bones, as I walk these now lonely forest trails without you.
Our last night together seemed as though it could go on forever, or at least that’s how I wished it could be. The stars twinkled down upon us with their white light, offering distraction with their cold beauty.
But nothing could distract me from the fact that I was going to lose you, that this was goodbye.
You were, and always will be, my best friend. You were our Olympian, in all that you were, and we’re forever humbled in knowing you.