Teddy Bears

My Teddy Bear. I named him Kenny. Becuase Kenny gave him to me. 

I slept with that bear for a good almost 2 years. It hurts now.

Because I don't have Kenny anymore, his plushie, I can't sleep with it. When I cried every night, I held onto Kenny, and I kissed and loved him everynight. I talked to him. He was like a best friend to me. Oh my dear PoohBear Kenny.. He was like a real person to me. But squishy, and loved me, and didn't complain with no emotions. But now. Even he is gone. 

I got NOTHING to hold onto now. Nothing to sleep with now. I just lie in bed, and sleep alone. 

I'm even alone there now. It's unbearable. 

I miss my plushie. I need a new stuffed animal to love.. <\3 My heart is broken. 

No plushie can replace my Kenny. But now, even plushie Kenny doesn't love me anymore. 

I'm so alone..