Koko

I looked into her big brown eyes
and gently rubbed her face as my eyes shed streams.

She noticed, squinted her eyes but did not bite.

We stood like this for a good few minutes in silence.

No words needed. No questions asked.
She pinned her ears as I rubbed her muzzle, lifted them back up, smiled and pretended to bite.

It's a comforting feeling as if she's telling me:

"It is okay to miss him silently.
 I do too. And it's okay. Your secrets are safe with me."