Wet Blanket

2019-2020 by: Madison Zyskowski

Loving you is like trying to keep warm with a wet blanket. You can kick and pull at the corners, but the blanket is still wet. Loving you is like kicking the corner of a table and hoping one day it won’t hurt. Loving you is like taking a dive in the shallow end of an over-chlorinated public pool. Loving you is like walking into the ocean for the first time and licking the grit of salt off your teeth. Loving you is like rolling in the grass to later find out it was poison ivy. Loving you is like investing in real estate in 2008. Loving you is like drinking orange juice after brushing your teeth. Loving you is like watching those sad animal commercials and not muting Sara McLachlan. Loving you is like getting rearended in rush-hour traffic. Loving you is like watching the Detroit Lions play and acting surprised after another loss. Loving you is like catching a parent cheating. Loving you is like re-watching I am Legend and hoping Will Smith doesn’t kill Sam this time. Loving you is like not realizing you stepped in dog shit until you already walked across the carpet. Loving you is the way I imagine Brittney Spears felt the moment she chose to turn on the electric razor. Loving you is like loving someone who will never love you back. Loving you is like trying to keep warm with a wet blanket; it just doesn’t make any fucking sense.