Goodbye

His little paws are now no more,
His soft fur,
Is eternally gone,
He was my baby,
He was my friend,
He was more than just that,
He was my family.
I think I'd be better off now,
If I never knew how he died.
It's been about three years,
But still I miss him so.
I wish I could've said goodbye,
But then again,
Most of the time,
You don't get that chance.
No one really understands,
The pain and suffering that I go through,
Day to day because I know that he's never coming home.
I miss how he'd lick my face when I held him,
I miss how he'd jump on the door when you'd open it,
I miss how he'd chew my shoes,
Although I hated it then,
I miss him,
I cry about him,
In ways I wish that we never got him,
But then I see that I would've missed an even bigger part of my life.
I wish that he were still here,
But all things happen for a reason.