IF PILLOWS COULD TALK…#1 I’LL GET YOU THROUGH THE NIGHT

Today you were unable to lay your head on me with your favorite side. I guess it was due to the bruise on your eye from the beating you received from Him. Today you soaked me wet with your tears, not that I mind since I will always be here. I wish I could respond to your why questions and tell you it’s not your fault and you are good enough. I wish I was an angel to ensure The Big Guy up there heard all the prayers you made. I hope my fluff will make the situation a bit better, atleast through the night.

Today you were heartbroken by her but you couldn’t express it. They say that you are weak for crying or allowing yourself feel the hurt. Today you burried your face in mine to let your tears flow just to prevent them from hearing your sobs. You hit my center today to prevent yourself from breaking anything due to your frustration. I wish I was a bit more stiff probably the frustration would go away, way easier with each punch. I wish I would tell you crying is not a sign of weakness and you weren’t the problem. For this night I hope to comfort you through the pain.

Today you brought someone else home. You did things you weren’t meant to. It was hard for me to watch and do nothing. My family and I were a gift for you and partner during your wedding. Today I felt defiled and betrayed on your partner’s behalf. Today I witnessed the promises you made to each other being broken. I wished I had the power to stop it and save you from the biggest mistake but I could not. I wish I would shout to you to think about your children before you go a step further but I couldn’t. Tonight I felt helpless and like a victim.

Today you cried yourself to sleep because the pain was too much to bear. I heard you asking the Big Guy to change the verdict the doctors told you. You fell asleep crying and woke up to pick up from where you left when the pain came back during the night. If I had a better way to wipe away your tears I would. I wish I could collect your tears and exchange them for more time. Atleast a month or a year to enjoy life a bit longer. I hope you would cling on to me this night and ease the pain.

Today I hoped you would catch some sleep. Sadly you were up like last night and the previous night. I wish I could read minds and know what keeps you awake every night. I can see the dark circles formed in your eyes, probably it’s from the amount of time you spend staring at the ceiling. It breaks my wool thinking of how young you are yet very troubled. I wish I could talk so that I could keep you company each sleepless night.

If I had a voice I would help but then who would keep your secrets safe?. These are some of the sad moments of a pillow but I assure you there are good times too.