dear flip flap

I stared at the flip flap on my desk as no one was around.
I was alone sitting in the room.
I stared and stared.
a smile crept on my face.
Remembering the thoughts. However, the smile died.

"Hey Flip Flap, your original master won't talk to me anymore."

no respond.

"Do you know why? I don't seem to understand him."

no respond either.

"Maybe its my fault. or maybe its his. or maybe, we just never meant to know each other. As a friend or anything."

respond..? None.

I laughed realizing how stupid I am right now. Talking to the flip flap which needs sunlight to move. At night, i don't think it'll flap under the moonlight. I guess flip flap is giving the answer very clearly.

knowing there's no respond from it.
does this mean the original master also don't really have anything to say?

sorry.