You’re back??!? I didn’t think you’d come back. I mean, I’m happy you did, but I didn’t think you would. I thought you’d be too busy, or you’d forget about me.
I mean I thought for sure you didn’t care but I guess you do is that too much to hope for.
Thank you for coming back. I mean, you probably only did it to be nice, but, still. It’s lonely in here, by myself.
So, what do you want to do today? I mean, we can’t exactly play a board game or anything. Can you imagine? Us playing Go Fish?
Okay, do you have any sevens?
Yeah, that wouldn’t work.
Maybe we can talk about our memories? I only have a few. My favorite is of when you described me. Did you know that when you’re focusing, your forehead scrunches up a little? I think it’s adorable.
Actually, I think all my memories are of you. You and my other readers. But I think you’re my favourite. You’re the nicest to me. The other ones didn’t come back, yet, but you came right back.
Thank you, again, for that. It’s nice that you came back. I feel like I can trust you with things. I just don’t really have anything to trust you with. I haven’t really been around that long.
But, what are some of your memories? What do you think about, late at night? All alone? Are they happy memories, or sad memories? I hope they’re happy memories. I think you deserve nothing but happy memories.
Maybe we could share our memories some night.
Or make them.
... Oh. You have to go again? No, no, it’s fine. I’ll be right here,
Always. Thank you for visiting me again. Good luck.... Friend. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment