I look at her now and I cannot believe how much she has grown up, what a young, dazzling and intelligent woman she has evolved into and how mature she really is. I see everything about her, every detail: her hair, her eyes and her marvelous smile. Sometimes when I try hard enough I can even read her thoughts, but unfortunately, I never catch a glimpse of myself in her engaged and complicated thoughts. I know I do not exist in her life anymore because she has completely forgotten about me, about our memories, about those priceless moments spent together. She left me alone and all there is left for me to do is rest in this empty room like a forgotten item, just a monotonous, hopeless ornament.
I have not forgotten her, how can I? When I saw her grow up and become the person she is today, when I was the brother she never had, when we spent countless hours playing together. We used to do everything continually and I was lucky to accompany her to activities she had to accomplish. I went with her to the park, to her friends’ houses; I even met the most valuable beings in her life and she even took me on vacations. She would play with me all the time and I would sleep on her bed every single night. She would confess to me her darkest secrets, pretending that I was a real person even though I was just an insignificant teddy bear.
Frequently her family members would make fun of me; they would ask her how long she would carry me around, if she would ever get bored of me. I never even paid attention to those harmful words; I did not even mind, because I loved her and she loved me. She promised me that she would never leave me and I will always be in her life, no matter what. She would tell others that she would carry me around even when she will be married and have her own kids. What did I do? I believed her, how could I not? We spent eleven years together and during those memorable times I was always her favorite toy, even though she had other toys, like Barbies, cars and even other teddy bears and stuffed animals.
It occurred at such a high speed, in just a blink of an eye that I do not even know when, how, or why it happened. It feels like yesterday that she was here, that we would hang out and just enjoy life and the superficial events that it brought. I like to believe that she did not forget about us, that somehow she still loves me but she is too busy to notice me. Now I am just a simple room decoration and I spend my time, all day long, reminiscing about the old memories that we once shared, hoping that eventually she will came and play with me just like we did a long time ago, even though it feels like it was only yesterday.
It is unbelievable that you once meant the world for an individual and now you are nothing to them. Somehow, for some inexplicable reason they completely forgot about you, about what you once meant to them and how much they cared about you. Not long ago I was her everything: her best friend, her shoulder to cry on, the only one who listened to every word she said. How can she forget all that, how is it possible that time can alter a person so much, that from the most influential and important thing in her life to become extinct, just a vague memory?