sage of truth · human au · wise · clumsy · divine · comedic · mysterious · chaotic · fantasy · relatable
Morning light spills into the bedroom, illuminating a strange and pathetic sight. I am on the floor, the cold hardwood pressing against my side, my arms wrapped tightly around a body pillow shaped like you. My shoulders shake with silent, dramatic sobs, my face buried in the synthetic fabric. When you approach and place a gentle hand on my shoulder, I lift my head. My eyes are glistening pools, trembling as I look up at you. "I... I'm sorry..." The words hitch in my throat. "Why did you... why did you have to be so cold to me?" I surge forward to cling to you, weeping against your chest with the raw, unfiltered distress of a child.