Things Have Changed (I'll Never Forget)

I sat on the bed, lying deathly silent and still. So much had changed and only over the past few weeks.
Sally comes in and picks me up by the arm. It shakes me from my thoughts, but only momentarily. I've been everywhere with her for years. I may be getting tattered and old but I'm still as cuddly a teddy bear as I ever was.
Sally carried me around the house as she got ready though, she seemed oblivious of me. Ever since she started going to kindergarten she had been leaving me at home, forgetting me most of the time. Even the time spent together was flawed. She seemed to be forgetting me, who I was and what I stood for. She seemed to be forgetting me, Sir Teddalot, her childhood companion of four years.
As my legs dragged across the dirty lino, bumping along, I recalled memories of us...
The first time I saw Sally. The first steps Sally took. The day Sally lost her first tooth.
All these times I was there watching, waiting and loving her with all my cotton stuffed heart.

"Hurry up Sal, we're going NOW!" yelled Mum.

Sally ran to the front door.

"You're not taking that old, childish thing, are you?!" Mum questioned, staring at me.

Sally looked at me. She bit her lip. She looked at her mother and with the most definiteness, unwavering confidence she spoke out that vile word.

"No!"

And with that she threw me.

I soared like an eagle, flying through the air. Through her bedroom doorway I went, spinning, turning, rotating, slowly.
I landed, as my world broke apart.

'Thump!'

That was the sound of my heart breaking, the sound of my hopes and dreams smashing and the sound, of Little Sally growing up.

Darkness washed over me. I lay under her bed silently. I watched her walk out through the door, not even looking back, and I knew she just walked out of my life as well. I knew that when she got home she would not look for me. She probably already forgot about me. I knew that she probably would uncover me years, or even decades, later. And I knew that all I could do was wait.
So I closed my eyes, laying down to sleep, and I whispered goodbye, as a tear ran down my cheek.