January 2019, new year with a new motto. I was going to become the big girl that I am and finally stop playing with toys.
Well, that was until I met him.
The first week of the new year my mum came home with a surprise for me,
A stuffed purple unicorn.
He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and I was immediately charmed.
He spoke to me every night as I told him all my problems and he stayed and listened.
I stayed awake every night like a blind bat and listened to all his stories. They gave me peace.
I thought I had found my forever and I did not want to grow up never.
It was all flowers and love till one unfortunate day.
I found my beloved stuffed toy in the arms of another.
He laid comfortably in her arms and he didn’t want to come back no matter how hard I called.
He was lost.
I was lost.
He listened to another’s problems.
He told another his stories.
He gave another peace.
The fire that he ignited in my heart was quickly extinguished.
I sat there with my broken phone screen and spoilt phone charger in my hand.
I began to wonder if my village people had finally located me.
He was gone.
I had lost my precious purple unicorn and his midnight tales forever.
I hope he found peace, cause I lost mine.