and then i started looking for things that won’t hurt me.

something that doesn’t have a heartbeat.
something that doesn’t have charming eyes.
something that doesn’t know what my favourite show is.
something that doesn’t always know the right thing to say.
something that doesn’t stay up till 7am for me.
something that doesn’t teach me how to love my mother.
something that doesn’t spend every festival with me.
something that doesn’t send me songs every monday.
something that doesn’t say i love you twice in 10 seconds.

more like,

a sad movie in a fresh blanket,
a spoonful of peanut butter,
a shower after working hard,
a sight of stars,
a splash of colour on a canvas,
a sacrifice of sugar,
a shiny earring,
a song in my “recommendations for you”,
a sea reflecting moonlight,
a sandwich with cheese.

something like that,
more or less.