Some have been around for as long as I can remember. Some are new. Many are my age, but many are not. Most I see with my own two eyes. Some I see with my fingers and a phone screen, Because they live across the country. I like to talk to the older ones, And play with the younger. I like to message and call. I know they are loyal and kind. They will always help me.
But I know eventually they will all leave.
They will move away. They will die. They will forget. They will try their best to stay in touch, But many of them have failed already. There is only one of them who will not do either.
He has been my companion from the minute I was born. Yes, he is old, And worn, And getting bald in many places, But he is always there. Always with me. Always there when I scream and cry. Always there when I need to smell something familiar. Always there when I need to hug or hold something. And I know he will never go away. We will be buried together. He is my only friend forever.
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