To my good friend, my companion

Simple and frail.

Boy, you were my joy. All it took was one glance and
you’ll have me running into your comforts. I’d like to say
what we had was something I could never compare to
any of the closest relationships I have now. Why?-well, it
was simple. There was no one like you. First of all you
were a great listener, no THE best listener. I would tell
you anything as a little girl. From whatever fun happened
in school to whatever terror I faced at home. You sat. You
listened. Second, you were the best playmate. From
going to imaginary malls to sneaking out during nap time.
Yes, I enjoyed every playful memory.
Third, you were my only companion. We went
everywhere together, hand in hand. Off to school
together, back home, together. Your hugs were the best
and man, so were your kisses. I love you so much, I told
myself I will never, never let you go. No one would have
you but me, no one can have you but me.
But one day, you were gone. I was utterly broken. For I
knew, that one day, some bloody day, I would have to
grow up and say goodbye-but no. I told myself I would
never give you away, not another painful goodbye-
especially not from you.
What broke me you ask? Of course that, what we had
and were supposed to keep having was gone, but not
having known you would go was what tore me the most.
I laughed with you, cried in front of you. Your eyes held
those memories, and the fact that I couldn’t look at those
memories anymore-hurt a lot.
There will always be a void in my heart, a little space, a
little piece of myself that only you have that nothing and
no one else will ever be able to replace.
If there’s one thing you taught me to do as a four year
old, that was to be happy even if I couldn’t, to laugh, to
play, even if I found it hard to. I was never alone and boy
do I miss you so so much. I, love, you. I love you before, I
love you now and I’ll continue to do so as I grow old. You,
among the many will continue to be my favourite
goodbye, favourite memory and favourite toy.
Always and forever, your rightful owner,
 now twelve years older,
Abee.