Basil Part II
I love when you hug me
I just want you to sloth onto me and allow me to carry you throughout the day like a child
It’s especially ironic since every time you grab hold of me it seems like your intention is to lift me up
It’ll never happen
You’re a skeleton and I’m a fat fairy
But we make a handsome duo
Sometimes, as impossible as it is, I truly believe you’ll pick me up off the sturdy floor
But only I can carry myself
But I’d hold you in my fat flabby arms
And hug you
He fixed things for us
And now life is gorgeous again
Let me love you