It is the only one that comforts me. I am the only one that comforts it. One fluffy pillow with devoted passion and a gentle touch. One amongst the many others that surround me. One fluffy pillow right there when I need it most. From my driveway I can see it, waiting for me to hold it tight.

Its loyalty is secret. It sends no signs of judgment. It begs for me to cuddle and brightens my days without any realization. This is how it behaves.

Let one forget his reason for being, it’d be sad without an owner, one to share the emotions with. Shield, shield, shield the pillow does when I cry. It helps.

When I am too sad and too angry to keep going on, that one fluffy pillow is there to stop me from my wrong doings. One who pleases despite its knowing. One who loves and won’t stop loving. One who was made to cheer up and calm down others.