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"Waiting For Her"

     The darkness loomed over me like a pool of water from the abyss. My eyes had adjusted by now, as they often do.
    It's not been long since the sun had gone down. At least, it didn't feel like it. The endless days always fall away to these nights that I often look forward to. Sure, I spend more time alone than I'd like. Especially lately. I always had my companion alongside me to guide me through the outside world, which I've grown to fear. And she always protects me from danger. But I always return the favor to her.
    There's been many days where there might be something dark and twisted looming over us, meaning us the cruelest of harm. Often, I'd lose sleep just warding them away just to keep her safe. There's no deeper love, no stronger bond between two individuals than this. Just thinking about it now warms my heart deeply.
    Listening closely, I can hear footsteps scampering outside. Has my companion returned? Or is it some monstrous creature that I must defend against? I lay here, awaiting the answer, my heart racing in anticipation.
    The noises from the distance distort into voices. Familiar voices. Has she returned to me?
    The bedroom door flung open, flooding the room with light. Then a click and the entire room had seemingly shifted to daytime. I gazed up at my companion with such joy within my belly. Butterflies fluttered around my heart as she gazed down at me.
    I watched over her as she and I spoke.
    She told me about the wonderful day she'd had. She was with some friends. I asked her about them out of curiosity, hoping I would one day meet them. She said they were like me but different. They could move and speak and dance the way she could. But unlike me, she couldn't bring them home to play with forever.
    The way she spoke those final words saddened me. I wanted only the best for her. I was glad she'd met new people just like her, but she couldn't see them whenever she wanted.
    We hugged before I returned to the bed. She waved goodbye for a brief moment before stepping out of the room. She needed food. I didn't worry, as I knew she would be back with some for me. She always did.
    I lay, staring up at the ceiling. The stars painted on the sky reminded me of the last time she and I had been outside together, star-gazing. We pointed out some of the brightest ones in the sky and said we would go there some day. It was a beautiful moment I wished dearly that I could relive with her. But times change and so do people.
    Before too long, she returned. She was in her pajamas. She'd forgotten to bring me food. But I didn't mind. Unlike her, I don't require food. Instead, I only require love. She hugged me as she went to turn off the lights. She and I then crawled into bed together. I breathed a joyful sigh as she held me close. Her love and warmth was something I wanted to stay within forever. Then, she planted a soft kiss on my forehead. "Goodnight, Teddy." she whispered as we both drifted off to sleep.

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