Little Bunny– Inner Child Piece
October 23, 2024
I met you when you were seven years old
It was love at first sight
Your wide, curious eyes and chubby, rosy cheeks
And a bright, unabashed smile
Full of gaps your adult teeth would eventually fill out
You simply adored my plush brown fur
My long, floppy ears
My sweet little voice box
That sung neverending “I love you’s”
And my cute button-pink nose
You named me Hoppy
Such an obvious choice for a bunny toy
But it made you happy
I made you happy
Pure and innocent
we both were.
Untainted by age
Blind to the harsh truths of life
Bound by our naivety of the real world
And that was how we spent our days together
Cozied up on the couch watching Saturday morning cartoons
Snuggling up in the car on long road trips with dad
Comforting you at night when the dark felt a little too scary
I loved our care-free, fun-filled days
But most fantasies don’t last
And you couldn’t stay a kid forever
The years flew by
7 years old, 12 years old, 15 years old
You got older
Life got harder
But I stayed the same
A childish little bunny toy
Your adult teeth grew in
But you started hiding your smile
Because you hated how it made you look
You stopped being curious
Because life expected order and perfection
Not inquisitiveness nor eccentricity
You were still just a kid
Completely insecure
And burdened with expectation
But life wanted you to grow up already
I was the part of you that you no longer wanted to see
Wholly different from the person you desperately needed to be
It pained me to be put away
All alone in my closet prison
I should have resented you
For the way you deserted me
But you were just doing as you were told
Like any model child would
Forced to believe the lies told by grown-ups
That the only way to grow up
To succeed
Was to forget me
I met you again when you were 20 years old
It was like no time had passed at all
Your lips upturned into that all too familiar smile
The one that I adore
You were the same little girl that I remembered
From all those years ago
But now I have changed
My plush brown fur
Now a dirt-colored, matted mess
My little pink nose, now torn into loose threads
My sweet voice box no longer sings
But my love remains
Even with all these little changes
Between You and I
That has spanned across both of our lifetimes
The remnants still remain
Of the happiness, we brought each other
Buried deep into our very being
I am the part of you that you may not want at times
But the part that you still need to feel complete
To remind you of the joy of living
And the gift of memories
Every time you tune back into your favorite old cartoons
Every time you listen to a song from your childhood
Every new little trinket you add to your growing collection
Life
Even in all its misfortune
I hope you hold on to these quiet moments of happiness
I hope when you look at me now
Your Hoppy
Your little bunny
You remember that seven-year-old girl
And you love who she was and the person she is now
Just like I first did
All those years ago