Furniture

Mar. 21st, 2004 02:34 pm
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This is how I see myself through +Kyle's eyes.

I am furniture. I am a comfortable fixture that he has come to enjoy having around. I am the chair that, when needed, is used, and when not, sits in the corner, wishing for someone to come and enjoy the comfort it can provide. I am the lamp that, when lit, provides a warm glow, but is turned off and forgotten when not required for something in particular.

I am not the priceless gem I once was. Not an antique, I am simply old and worn. Well-used, and once cared-for, but now dusty and forgotten.

I am an object that he would regret losing, so he locks me up and hopes no thieves break in and steal.

The chair grows legs and tries to leave, but is not allowed. The chair even finds company that wants to repair it, restore it, and make it like new. But the chair is nailed to the floor, and cannot leave, though it wishes to. The chair resents being sat in, but it smiles and sighs contentedly, knowing that it will eventually either break or be thrown out.

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