Old man and his bike

For years an old man walked to and from work. Everyday, his feet would hurt more and more until they bled. After years of saving, he finally got a bicycle. He used that bike to go to work, the store, and visit others. One day he goes to the store to buy some bread. He leaves the bike outside and when he comes back- its gone. The man doesn't know what to do- how will he live without his bike! He breaks down in tears and starts walking home. On his way, he passes a church as a funeral is going on outside. He sits on the lawn and continues to cry, when a man from the funeral walks up to him and says,
"It's ok, everyone loses what they love in their life."
The crying man says-
"But will I ever get another?"
The other man replies-
"Well of course! But it will take some time. I understand how you feel."
The crying man, upon hearing this, starts to cry harder and says-
"But you don't understand! I won't get another! This one was still good! I could have rode him for another two more years!"