for a good pillow.
I used to think Dan’s stomach/chest would suffice, but there’s no cavity for me to just sink down into. Speaking of which, for all the short/tall couples out there, do you sleep with the same height-ratio you have when you stand? We do.
Pillows are the staple of my life — sleeping, watching movies, reading, cuddling.
Coughing, crying, screaming, yelling, punching, praying into.
There are so many stories only my pillow can tell…
It’s always there during the vulnerable times.
Someone should make an ode to a pillow.
Hmm. I turn to the almighty google. search: pillow poems.
Eh. nothing satisfactory.