If my room were a person, he would be my best friend. He would love me to bits and I would love him back. He would comfort me after the end of every hard day. He would stay by my side in all my sleepless nights. He would understand me, like nobody else does. He would miss me when I am not along.He would be my friend, my soulmate. He would be a very image of mine yet be very different from me. He would absorb my worries, my pain, my fears into him and lead me to a world of bliss. He would engulf my sorrows and close me in a world of ecstasy. He would be the shoulder I would weep on, his would be the fingers which would stop my un shed tears, his would be the presence I would always yearn for always. He would be the solution to all my life's problems. He would protect me from all potential harm. He would be fierce on those who hurt me and loving to those I love. He would be gentle with all the life I can call mine. He would stay beside me in my tough times. He would be my inspiration. He would at times show me the beauty of the world outside and at other times give me shelter from the same. He wouldn't judge me. I know I would always be welcome. He would be my confidant, a person I can always trust. My deep dark secrets, my most worrisome insecurities, the most embarrassing of my accidents - he would know them all. I would take care of him each day, each day I would embrace him, shower him with affection. Some days he would be my world, on others he would encourage me to see the world. He would be my connection to my own self.
Only if he were a person. If my room were a person.....