You were always there to comfort me You were always there when I need a shoulder to cry on You were always there to soothe away my tiredness You know me in my most vulnerable self when 3 am strikes You know my fears You know my dreams You know the man I whispered in my sleep You are my bed No human can ever replace you.
Hello This website was… how do you say it? Relevant!! Finally I have found something which helped me. many thanks
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Great poem! I have the same relationship with my bed! lol
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Thanks Jonathan.
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Pillow Talk has now been replaced by a more relevant object. Pillow talk is for couples while talking to your bed is a much more intimate and personally comforting activity. Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this topic. When we were chilren we had teddy bears to comfort us. You have offered the adult world a new friend to confide in. Good work. 🙂
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Thank you so much gc.
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Me too.. love my bed. Didn’t think of writing a poem though.You’ve done a gr8 job!
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Thanks.
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Hi LucyLu,
I really enjoyed reading some of your posts. But this one is the best.
Well written and so relatable.
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Thanks sonia.
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