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The Poem Of The Wind And The Trees - Blog Posts
They're taking him away from me. Away from our bed, where he rested still next to me, to lay him onto a new, unknown one.
Why are they taking him away from me? What if he feels cold, trapped all alone in that pitch-black, bottomless bed?
What if he starts shaking, what if the words "I'm cold" suddenly fall from his angelic lips, and I'm not there to cover him up?
He needs warmth, he needs to be held tightly and caressed! But this time, they're not letting me sleep by his side.
Is he going to sleep a lonely, endless night without love?
Will that cold, hard wood be soft and warm enough for him?
(no because I just found this thing in my notes app from an old note I wrote at like 3am and now I'm crying and sobbing like??)
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