A family size bucket please

I'm here just blowing my nose. Because nobody knows what I get up to, Apart from the pup. But he is easily bribed, With a treat, or a walk. So he will never tell, Why my nose is so blocked. He won't tell my secrets. My loneliness, My broken smile, My memories of us All gone when you left. All the good times And the bad. It's hard when you don't Have that one to remember them with. And it's funny, How certain things remind me of you, A song, a joke, Or maybe just a flash back of something we would do....