My love for soft things
Soft, could be one way to describe me.
I swear.
I know not a lot of people would agree, but
Just because I put up a facade
Of a strong partially independent woman
Doesn't mean I'm a rough person.
I can be cute too
With people that I'm comfortable with
And that is my favourite version of myself.
When I was a kid,
My uncle (Navaneeth maman) always
Brought me a lot of soft toys.
Dolls and barbies eventually.
He was my favourite person 🩷
Now that I'm gonna be a literal adult,
(In less than a month) I still love them.
And I'm pretty privileged to still get them.
My mum tries to get us everything we want
And she adds a sweet twist to them.
In school, Sethu parvathy always had
The most curious looking items.
Pens that look like flowers,
Erasers that resemble lipsticks
Rulers with an entire story on them
And millions of those cute items.
Even now, my mufler is a soft toy hehe.
Unni and Innu,
I miss them.
I shouldn't have kept them there,
But I thought it's best for their health
Cus I have Peeli and Milo in here.
Dangerous guys.
Damn I'm really proud of my soft side,
the curious and excited young girl,
Healing inside me.
I love you
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