Originally posted in Facebook Notes January 11, 2011.
Today, my bed since i started living alone is gone. I gave it away to someone who might need the comforting sleep it gave me.I wasn't able to give my bed a proper goodbye :( I should have snuggled and slept longer this morning :( Hence, a letter.
So here...
Dear Bed,
Sorry, i wasn't that cheesy to name you. Now, i realize, i should name my things for sentimentality purposes, since Iam a sentimental cheesy person, as much as I would like to deny it :)) Seriously now... Last night was our last night. And I would just like to say you were an awesome non-living thing. You never gave me backaches and I had no nightmares sleeping on you. Four years, you saw me as I struggled to balance my new life , alone. Through the heartaches, loneliness, frustrations... Through the good times, newspaper layouts, sleepovers; and the times when i sink in to you because of exhaustion, and the times I just hung out 'cos slumber disliked me or i had to do away with the sleep to do my academic and extra-curricular obligations. You were with me through it all and you have given me the comfort of sleep when no one could. I wish the new bed (which i would name) would be the same. My life was made better by a non-living thing, which I could only hope had some sort of spirit to hear my "thanks, great bed!" letter.
I really hope, that even though you are a non-living thing, and you couldn't actually feel the expression of my attachment, that the trees cut to make you, knows that they have served a great purpose. You were more than a bed. May you be of great service to your next owner =)
Thank you. I love you.
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