05/08/2025
Despite their differences, they spent every day together.
The boy dreamed of cities and skylinesāloud, fast, and full of ambition.
The dog? He lived in the presentāquiet, loyal, and full of heart.
But that was never a problemā¦
Until someone made it one.
One day, a classmate scoffed and said:
āāYou still care so much about a dog?
āIt canāt understand your dreams or follow you where you're going.ā
The boy knew the dog couldnāt speak.
He knew his friendās world was made of wagging tails and muddy paws.
But instead of defending him⦠he stayed silent.
And slowly, the words of others crept into his heart.
āMaybe theyāre right,ā he thought.
And he decided to leave.
āāIf he truly loves me⦠heāll find a way to understand.ā
So he went.
New city. New friends.
And the dog?
He waited.
By the gate.
Every day.
Rain or shine.
Hungry or tired.
He waited.
One day passed.
Then weeks.
Then months.
But he never stopped believing his friend would return.
Until one evening, the dog didnāt rise to greet the sunset.
He lay down, eyes tired, tail still.
The neighbors noticed.
Word spread: the old dog was fading.
When the boy heard, he dropped everything and rushed home.
There, at the gate, he saw him.
Thin, gray, but with eyes that still lit upājust for him.
The dog struggled to lift his headā¦
And with the last strength in his body, he wagged his tail once, as if to say:
āāI knew youād come back.ā
And then⦠he rested.
Not with sadness.
But with peace.
Because he had waited.
Loyally.
Lovingly.
Without question.
The boy fell to his knees, tears falling into the earth.
He had chased a world that applauded loud dreamsā¦
But had forgotten the quiet strength of a friend who never left.
That day, he learned what he should never have forgotten:
š¹ True friendship doesnāt need wordsāit speaks in loyalty.
š¹ What breaks a bond isnāt distanceāitās neglect.
š¹ Those who turn away from love thatās always there⦠lose more than they know.
The boy buried his dog beneath the tree where they first played.
He returned oftenāsometimes to talk, sometimes to listen.
He never blamed the world.
Because deep down, he knew⦠he had left first.
I donāt know if youāre the dog or the boy in this story.
But if this stirred something inside youā¦
Donāt let pride or noise drown out the quiet love of someone loyal.
š¬ āTrue friends donāt need to chase you. They wait.ā
š¬ āReal love shows up⦠even when you donāt.ā