Living for Love.

The pain shot through his body once more, his guts felt like they were on fire,

He didn’t know why or where exactly he was, everything around him was going haywire.

Blinded right now by the fine lines of age, which strangely never showed on his beautiful face,

He lay there struggling to control his fears, that this was perhaps the end of his days.

 

And suddenly he heard that amazing voice, quivering with so much grief that it ached,

“Hang in there sweetheart!” he heard her cry, he knew he had to survive for her sake.

His mind went back to their very first meeting, he was a little ball of fur just 2 weeks old,

He was blind then too but he heard her squeal, he remembered those seconds he spent in her hold.

 

Those moments of blindness felt surprisingly easy, her voice was the one thing that guided his being,

He loved feeling the warmth of her embrace, and how it overshadowed his need for seeing.

He remembered the first time he opened his eyes, eager to see the source of all the care,

A little girl stood beaming in front of his eyes, and all he could do then was stare.

 

Her smile was as warm as her million embraces, she radiated a glow that made time stand still,

He couldn’t recall being happier all his life, his tail was wagging like a windmill.

She lifted him up at least 5 feet off the ground, so he could gaze into those enchanting eyes,

“You’re so cute!” she screamed again and again, she was oblivious to her own beauty he realized.

 

The love between them stretched beyond infinity, to a point where they couldn’t exist without each other,

She was his mom, his dad, his sister, his lover, and he was her precious inseparable little brother.

They both grew up and grew even closer, something they both thought was impossible at the start,

He would lay at her lap after a long day of doing nothing, and she would pat him and pour out her heart.

 

She knew he understood not a single word she spoke, but her face portrayed a million emotions,

It smiled, it fell, it laughed, it swelled, after which he licked it (it tasted of make up and sunscreen lotion).

She scratched him always in all the right places, she even knew his favorite flavor of dog food,

In 13 years he never spoke a word that told her that, yet somehow she always understood.

 

Rage, chaos, heartbreaks- He’d seen it all, he watched himself crumble whenever she cried,

Sometimes he wished he was human so he could talk, and be more than just a listener at her side.

After all she’d done so much more for him he felt, those infinite smiles, the talking, a million miles of walking,

Of covering his ears when the thunder scared him, and sneaking biscuits into his Christmas stocking.

 

He remembered when his body became frailer, and when age started to hamper his sight,

She stood right beside him all day and night, whispering to him throughout his miserable plight.

Things never got better after that point, he knew he was now in an unwinnable fight,

His kidney failed and left him in pain, his stomach cramped and robbed his appetite.

 

Still she comforted him every minute of the day, patted out the creases of his constant frowns,

But it hurt him to know he was hurting her, every night he heard the sounds of her breaking down.

Then today it had all gone horribly wrong, as they rushed him through the hospital door,

He knew he had been pushed to the line beyond which he just couldn’t endure any more.

 

But her voice and the memories kept him alive, he wanted to keep fighting inspite of knowing it was tough,

Then he heard her footsteps come ever so close, as she whispered “Love, you’ve done enough.”

The wave of emotions that pushed him back, he really couldn’t bring himself to explain,

On one hand he was relieved she understood, on the other leaving her behind would be more pain.

 

Then suddenly he felt a little needle like prick, slowly penetrating one of his veins,

He could hear her sobs reach hysteria now, as the hour glass of life counted it’s final grains.

That moment overpowered his sense of calm, he knew that she’d notice his distress was showing,

He wanted to hear one last thing from her, and he wasn’t leaving without her knowing.

“I’ll never love anyone like I’ve loved you.” she whispered, she held his paws and then she weeped,

He heard those words and smiled in peace, and then drifted off into eternal sleep.

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