Blankets

When feeling exhausted and tired, I need a blanket. it immediately makes me feel better. I adore the feeling of being tucked in, embraced, safe and secure. Warm and covered. 

Substitute with the arms of a loved one when a blanket is not available.

Music in my ears

Why is it that I only listen to the sad songs when they have the power to make me even sadder?

Space

Space occupies room of different sizes. Space is surrounded. Space in itself should be hollow, empty, defined by nothing in it and something around it.

Then why does this space in me hurt so much? Why does it make me cry? Why does it feel bigger than I am? Why does it feel more than I can handle?