DJLA
Bluelighter
alone.
i'm tired of going to bed alone.
curling up against this body pillow, placed against the wall just so-
almost feels like a body.
but it doesn't breathe.
and it doesn't re-adjust in the night, kissing my forehead when i stir.
and it has no arms to wrap around my shoulders and pull me in so tight i'm almost absorbed.
and it's cold.
I can't sleep in this tank and these undies without a blanket.
my stand-in body absorbs my heat, but gives none back.
no warmth. no emotion. no interaction.
i'm alone.
i'm tired of going to bed alone.
curling up against this body pillow, placed against the wall just so-
almost feels like a body.
but it doesn't breathe.
and it doesn't re-adjust in the night, kissing my forehead when i stir.
and it has no arms to wrap around my shoulders and pull me in so tight i'm almost absorbed.
and it's cold.
I can't sleep in this tank and these undies without a blanket.
my stand-in body absorbs my heat, but gives none back.
no warmth. no emotion. no interaction.
i'm alone.
