Toy shops don’t mean to me as I never grew too fond of toys during childhood. I didn’t grow up in a single-child family that welcomed new barbie dolls or electronic games. The closest I ever got was an one-thousand piece puzzle.

As times passed, i couldn’t rest my head on your shoulders anymore without it meaning something more, toys became something more than a show-and-tell object.

Do you remember that shop? I told you I liked dolphins. You asked me if I wanted one, and I hurriedly shaked my head. You gave up after the second refusal and went on to look at something else. As you held the door open on my way out, I appreciated the moment to my best ability, yet a part of me blamed you for how ignorant you were.

Of course I wanted the dolphin. Of course I wanted you to buy me the dolphin.