Start by putting all of your blankets on the floor. Then, look at your naked bed and remember that time you took that guy to your bed that didn’t even know you had a middle name. Pick up the blankets, lay them on your bed nice and neat and remember that these were the colorful blankets in which he told you he loved you, you thought he actually loved you.

After that take, the sheets and put them on the floor again. Sit on your exposed bed and take a deep breath, hold in your tears and remind yourself that it happened weeks ago, that you should get over it.

Pick up your phone and look at the empty screen, check to see if you got any messages because, sometimes, you don’t get notifications. When you don’t see anything, pick up your sheets and go throw them in the washing machine. Then, fill the machine up with detergent so they can smell clean. Sit by the washing machine, close your eyes, and listen to the water run.

Go downstairs, call your best friend and tell her you need to talk, tell her that its been weeks and there is still no call, no text, and you haven’t even seen him in school. She is going to tell you that she never liked him anyways. She’ll then add, “when I see him at school I’m going to give him a piece of my mind, he better pray, I’m in a good mood that day.” You laugh because, what else can you do?

Then, you put the sheets in the dryer. Your friend is going to say, “it’s going to be okay”

To which you will respond, “yeah, I have to go”

She is going to tell you, “text me, so we can do something later”. Before you respond, you remember that you haven’t gone out in a long time because you have been too busy fixated on your bed, in your bed.

Then, you say “okay, sounds good” and once you hang up you hear your mom come home.

Your mom is going to ask what you’re doing and you will say, “putting the sheets to dry” to which she says, “you washed them again?” To this you respond with a “yeah” because she doesn’t know that they were dirty, she doesn’t know. She says okay and goes to her room to make a call.

You then take the sheets out of the dryer and bring them to your room. As you hold them, you feel their warm embrace hugging your body back, that warm embrace that you’ve never felt from anyone who has been on your sheets.

You put them on your bed, you take the elastic edge and you fit it on each corner, just so that they could all come off of your bed at once. You sigh, and then you realize that you can do it again, but the right way this time so, it won’t all come back apart. You try again, and this time it stays and you remind yourself that you’re not depressed you’re just sad and this moment will pass.

You put the bedspread on and then the comforter, each layer getting brighter and brighter. You make sure they’re folded nice and neat at the end for presentation. Then you get the pillows and look at the pretty colors. After that, you get your stuffed animals and you smile at them because they remind you of good times.

You then sit on your clean, dressed bed and you take out your phone and see a text that says “hey, I’m srry, I didn’t answer ur texts ive been busy with…” you don’t read the rest. Instead, you press on the right-hand side of the screen, scroll all the way down, and press “block this caller”.

Then, you call your best friend, “hey, are you okay?” And you respond with “so, what do you want to do for dinner tonight?” she smiles, you don’t see it but, you feel it and you smile back.