Comfy Blanket

When what I refer to as my "forever" relationship and I ended things we had alot of conversations about comfy blankets. Comparing our relationship to a comfy blank of a child, they carry it around everywhere they go, always holding it close and turning to it when needed. The child carries it until its worn and tattered and falling apart. The relationship I had became a worn tattered comfy blanket. Something neither of us wanted to really let go of, but at the same time something we both knew we couldnt carry with us any more.

Loosing your comfy blanket isnt fun, even if you know you should give it up. Tonight on the way home I kept thinking about all the changes in my life right now and how bad I wish I just had the comfy blanket for a second. I always felt like everything would be okay or atleast that I would be okay when I had the blanket.

I have grown alot in the last year, its hard at times - but I am realizing that I am my own comfy blanket now. It is nice to have someone who you can turn to when things are hard, but at the same time if you cant rely on yourself - who can you rely on?

I miss my comfy blanket. Not the relationship as BF/GF but the fact that I had to let go of someone who I cared about alot and who knew me better then anyone. I miss being able to just email and say HEY this is whats going on, or hey - hows your life going. I dont know if that will go away. I guess they say time heals all wounds, but I think my heart will always have a special place.