Hope this finds you well.
You will be entering university soon and will be going overseas to continue your studies. I know that you would leave me behind, as you cannot bring too many things over, it will just add weight to your luggage. It is sad to know that you will leave me behind, especially after what we had been through.
A few years later when you come back, would you still remember me? Once, I was your favourite bag, but sooner or later, I will be buried deep inside your big pile of bags. What would happen to me? The thought of it scares me. I hate to be buried, hate to be forgotten, hate to be kept inside a so-called special box, forever.
Do you remember your promise to me? That you would keep me in your heart forever, that you would take care of me forever, that you would want me, that I am important to you, that I matter to you, that if one day you decided to throw me away, you would do it gently and tell me face to face.
I know each time you enter the baggies I will keep bugging you to bring me out, to spend time with me, to hold me; maybe I have been too pushy, hence you felt irritated and annoyed. Pinky, do you know how it feels to miss yet cannot do anything about it? Do you know how sad it is to miss and not to be missed in return?
Months ago, I had dreams that you pushed me away, and now it seemed that the dream has come true. You no longer call for me when you enter baggies, you are busy with Baby and always spend time with her. You know how it feels to be left behind? I overheard that you are bringing Baby along and yet time is always spent with her. Pinky, Elephy told me that for humans, if they know that they would not be around for a long period of time, they would want to spend more time with their loved ones while they are still around. Am I not in your list of loved ones?
I felt used. I felt neglected. I felt that you are just playing around with me. When you first bought me, it was just a temporary excitement and now that you have fully used me, you have known me inside out, you do not want me anymore. Do you know how that feels?
You ignore me, you avoid me, you neglect me, as though I am invisible; yet Pinky, I want to let you know that all I want is just a proper conversation between us, to sort things out. I do not blame you and I forgive you, I just want a proper goodbye.
A bag is subject to fair wear and tear, when I do not serve my purpose anymore, where would I be in your heart?
Wish you all the best in your future.
Huggies,
LOVE ~
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