It was so soft, so gentle…. yet rough and undefined….
It was nothing like what I could offer….
Touching my skin, barely there, but giving me a strange and comforting warmth, shielding me from harm.
I wanted more, and thus violently held on to my source of heat, exposing my self unintentionally.
Feeling a slight nip of cold wind, I shifted about, my source of gentle warmth unmoving. I tuck my head slightly under the frame of the other, savouring all that the other had to offer.
Another gush of coldness sprang upon me. I couldn’t sleep. I huddled around for a soothing tepidity, but alas, no amount of shifting about could bring me the refuge I seek.
Enough was enough, I slowly muttered, casting my diminishing source of warmth aside. I smiled as I latched on another, bigger and more fulfilling in so many ways, yet more tender and soft, gentle and light.
Tucking my head once more, I smiled contently, thinking why I even bothered with the one before, as the rejected one lay forgotten somewhere in the room. Blissfully, I fell asleep.
Epilogue:
Hearing the alarm ringing beside me, I reach out to my phone to silence it. Ah, the wonders of technology. Why have an alarm clock and a phone when one can have both? I casted my comforter off my body, and proceeded to fold it quickly, yet neatly.
My eyes then darted on the floor, where a forgotten blanket lie in silence…..
Haa haa so what do you think?
