Here I am, like crumpled, leftover bread crust
All alone in this room
I try sitting where you always sat
For some reason, I just can’t keep it together
Hey, little bear, listen.
My heart remembers those clumsy fingers that used to stir it
Hey, little bear, why do you have these small scratches?
If you’re not stitched up, everything will spill out
Even into my dreams
I try to pull at the raggedy stitches
But with just a touch, they tore apart, I cried, and that’s the end of it
This longing for you I’ve held onto so tightly
Will one day be carried off by the wind
Here to wipe my tears is my stuffed bear
Somewhere, you call out my name
Your voice sounding so sleepy
Kind and hesitating, you lean on my shoulder ever so gently
Hey, little bear, listen just a little bit longer
Your seams are crooked, and your button’s about to fall off
Hey, little bear, why do I always
Let the most important things pass me by?
Even though I was looking for them
Our goodbye was as swift as a bubble
It softly fell, popped, and vanished without a trace
Only the bond that ties us together is stuffed with love, even now
My worn-out stuffed bear
One day, I had a dream
If I stretched out my hand a little further
Would you have been there?
I try to pull at the raggedy stitches
But with just a touch, they tear apart, I cried, and that’s the end of it
This longing for you I’ve held onto so tightly
Will one day be carried off by the wind
Here to wipe my tears is my stuffed bear