She never cares for me these days. The happiness that spreads through my heart the moment I see her is unexplainable. I miss those beautiful days when we have shared so much time together. She tells me everything that happens to her. we used to share the silliest things of her life. I am the only one who knows all her secrets.
But now, she has her friends to take care of her needs. They took her away from me and she has completely forgotten me. Yet, I sit on this wooden table waiting for her to come home open my dusty pages and write something on me!
My first attempt on drabble (A short work of fiction that has to be only 100 words) Please let me know your comments on it :)