I kept my eyes half way open, I watched the bright sunlight creep in through my window. As I lay there on top of my blankets, warm tears ran down my checks. I grabbed at whatever was in front of me; my favorite teddy bear. I squeezed it begging to hear his voice once again. After a while of silence, I realize I hadn't spoke the him for over one month. Maybe it's because time had gone by and he had forgotten about me. My heart throbs from the thought that he hated me and thinks I'm annoying. It is swollen as if my heart could just drop dead, because it seem that I have lost him deep out in the ocean; where I will never find him again. I messaged over and over expecting a reply, but I never got one. I waited for his reply, it seems there will never be one. But being me I can never give up on him. Waiting in my bedroom for his reply is all I can do. And just to hear his voice once again is all I need.
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