Tuesday 4 August 2009

D.

The antibiotic that wards off that last germ.
The rose colored glasses that make the world bearable.
The top coat to my manicure.
The hotline for my breakdowns.
The wide fitting clothes that hide my flaws.
The concealer that hides my secrets.
The mother that scolds me.
The cheerleader that never drops the pom poms.
The seat belt that pulls me to safety.
The bride that aims the flower bouquet my way.
The rainbow after a storm.
My prescription for a bad day.
My confession booth.
My number one fan.
My crazed stalker.
My partner in crime.
My good luck charm.
My heart's personal bodyguard.
My reality check.
My only hope for the human race.
My best friend.