By Patsy
He was my childhood friend. I can't remember
how exactly we met, but he was always around. They always talked about him and pushed
me towards him and made sure he followed me everywhere. It caught on. I kinda built
my life around him. I knew what he liked and disliked, and we talked every morning and night before I went to bed. He was mummy's
ideal man for me.
But I grew up.