what have i ever done to you?
don't you understand that i have no choice but to leave you at 7:55am to go to school? but i've always been faithful to you. i always come back home with a tired smile for my afterschool nap.
i thought i meant something to you.
i make the sheets smell of tiger balm when i'm sick, and you are there to take me in when i had the fever. you take me to other lands where no one has ever taken me to and you always bring me back to reality safetly.
you're warm, you're huge and the home to my ipod, my tigerbalm, my tissuebox and three other plush figures.
but you've hurt me today, i woke up with four large bed bites all on my left leg
and now as i watch my father rip the blankets and doonas off of you to rid of the pesticides, i am hesitant to return to your comfort until nightfall.
1 comments:
poor bed ):
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