Love letter to my linen

When I come to you to run away from life, you always welcome me with a warm embrace. I am suddenly surrounded by the unmistakable whiff of lavender and a freshness that is uniquely yours. You give me a feeling of comfort, of home and a feeling of calm that is unlike anything I have ever experienced.

It is a scent that only you can possess, like you’ve just come from a dip in the waters and lay naked under the sun to let nature dry you. While I carry with me the day’s sweat and the residual smells of despair and gloom, you quietly let me lay my head on your shoulder and let me cast the day away (in dreams).

I often think you get the worst of me in future, hair tousled on the top of my head, t-shirts stained with failed attempts in the kitchen (plus the not-so-occassional tear) and me lying around with less grace than you could have ever imagined. Yet, through my ups and downs, you will still as my best friend. From my clingiest, where I refused to leave you for days, to phases where I took you for granted and prioritised work..or just..everything else – you have remained steadfastly loyal, knowing that I would always come back. And come back I did.

And now with the world in shambles, I need you more than ever. I’m sure you’ve noticed..I’ve been around all the time. I give you no space, no freedom to just breathe. And while I used to keep the pressures of work and life out of our relationship before, I now bring it to you with me.
But, like the thoughts of millions before me and the millions to come after, all dark days need to end eventually. These will too.
Until then, I know I can count on you.

(And yes I know, we are JUST FRIENDS)

-SL