Blue and White Striped Pillow

Dear Blue and White Striped Pillow,

You know.

You know me.

You know my body, as I lean against while I study for a test

You know my laugh, as I talk to my friends about the boy in History

You know my tears, when I’ve lost someone so close to my heart

You know my voice, as I sing along to my favorite song

You know my arms, as I hug you after a nightmare at one in the morning

You know my fists, as I punch you when I’m mad at my family

Oh, Blue and White Striped Pillow,

You know me better than anyone

You have been by my side through it all

But you and I say goodbye.

Only for a short while

For I must place you into—

The Washing Machine.

Waiting Patiently,

Naeha Inapanuri