Relationships are like that unpredictable blanket, sometimes too territorial and snug, making you sweat, sometimes not as indulgent, leaving your toes peeping out in the unwelcome cold.
Every fibre woven with memories, music, melancholy.
Infused with a familiar smell of warmth and familiarity,some parts soaked in helpless tears.
Sprinkled with stains of cozy coffees, tinkling laughter and aimless conversations.
Strong and unyielding in portions, threadbare in others.
Tug a string too far and line upon line will unravel.
Tangled, twisted, knotted, but they will still make sense to you.
A wrap too strong and you feel suffocated.
With the rigours and vicissitudes of life, the patterns fade, the lines blur.
But on the most directionless of days, and the darkest of nights, they will land softly on your weathered shoulders.
To lift your chin, to wipe a tear, to kiss a lip, to tell you that tomorrow is another day.
To tell you, stay warm, I’m here with you tonight.