Once upon a time

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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?

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9 thoughts on “Once upon a time

  1. Ma regasesc si eu in povestea ta, si eu am un animalut de plus pe care il purtam cu mine peste tot si imi stia toate bucuriile si tristetile intr-o vreme, iar acum sta uitat intr-un colt al camerei mele. Mi se pare trist ca uitam atat de repede lucrurile care ne faceau fericiti cand eram copii, pentru ca pana la urma erau cele mai inocente bucurii. Acum, fiecare suntem stresati de situatiile si sentimentele ucigatoare care ne apasa zi de zi si uitam de micile placeri ale vietii. Oricum, in ziua de azi cred ca as putea avea mai multa incredere in animalutul meu decat in oricine altcineva, asa ca multumesc ca m-ai facut sa-l caut si sa il pun din nou aproape de perna mea!:))

    1. Ma bucur ca ti-a placut si ca o sa il bagi mai mult in seama :)) Da, e trist, chiar foarte trist. Din pacate nici noi nu mai suntem mici si inocenti. Chiar ma gandeam acum cateva zile cat de mult m-am schimbat, si nu fizic. Vine o vreme cand te uiti in oglinda si nu recunosti ce vezi acolo si te intrebi cum si de ce te-ai schimbat atat. Din pacate nu ne schimbam de voie, ci suntem obligati de alti oameni sau intamplari ale vietii.

      1. E un sentiment groaznic sa te uiti in oglinda si sa realizezi cat de mult te-ai schimbat, mai ales cand urasti persoana care ai devenit. Am trecut printr-o perioada de genul acesta in vara lui 2013. Pentru o buna bucata de vreme nu ma simteam in stare psihic sa ma privesc in ochi cand ajungeam in fata oglinzii, fiind constienta de toate ce mi s-au intamplat in ultima perioada. E ciudat cum ajungem sa fim oamenii care am promis mai demult ca nu vom deveni niciodata…

      2. Si pt tine vara 2013 a fost una urata? Prima parte a fost frumoasa pt ca am avut parte de unele dintre cele mai frumoase clipe, iar cea de a 2-a parte a fost groaznica, pt ca am avut parte de niste momente foarte grele. Da, e greu sa realizam ca suntem cine nu ne-am dorit sa fim, dar sincer, eu sunt fericita asa cum sunt. Nu as schimba nimic la mine.

      3. Da, si pentru mine a fost o vara urata. Totul mergea cum ar trebui, am terminat scoala foarte bine si se anunta o vara incendiara. Dar apoi, in prima zi de vacanta, se intampla ceva neasteptat, care te ia prin surprindere si iti strica tot echilibrul interior. Acum, cand ma uit in urma, trebuie sa recunosc insa ca nici eu nu as schimba nimic la mine, deoarece acele situatii mi-au oferit o noua perspectiva asupra lumii in care traiesc.

      4. Nu stiu cum dar sunt luni, chiar ani care trec fara sa se intample nimic major, fara sa te schimbi prea mult ca om, si deodata, BOOM, in 5-10 secunde viata iti daruieste momente care iti vor schimba viata pe vecie, si care te vor maturiza enorm de mult. E nevoie de doar cateva secunde…

  2. Cu ajutorul tau am reflectat putin asupra copilariei mele…si asupra a cat de repede a trecut.Cat despre jucarii …nu mai stiu.Am avut mai multe.Imi amintesc ca am avut un ursulet mic,cu bumbi,in genul ursuletului lui Mr Bean si ca atat de drag mi-a fost incat pana la varsta de 10 12 ani nu m-a putut desparti nimeni de el.Apoi l-am facut cadou unei fetite mici,sa se bucure si ea.
    Insa si acum desi am crescut si a trecut timpul sunt innebunita dupa ursuleti mari 🙂 .

    1. Ma bucur sa aud asta. Din pacate ce este frumos nu dureaza prea mult. Asa a fost si in cazul copilariei. Asta este, sa fim fericiti ca am avut parte de o copilarie frumoasa. :))) Si eu, la aproape 20 de ani sunt innebunita dupa ursuletii mari de plus.

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