I lost my toy bug. He was cute, and I loved him. He had that deceptive smile on his face and yes there was something mysterious about it, but for me the smile was nothing but an expression of approval, sometimes, and mockery most of the times. Really, it was mockery; you know he laughed at me when I told him about the crush I had on this girl and the time when I had a fight with my best friend, you won’t believe but he laughed at that time too. I lost my toy bug and I seriously miss him. I wonder who else will be there when I’ll just be pissed off and will be in the” I like Kurt Cobain” mood, who else will tell me everything will be just fine and will laugh again; yes ,yes ,yes he used to laugh a lot.
He listened to everything I told him, never did he get bore. I remember how many times he spent whole night being awake, just listening to me and my boring stories again and again. I lost my toy bug and I miss him a lot.