When you threw me away, I felt like garbage. Then, I realized something: You crushed me and trampled me, but that certainly wouldn't break me. I'm made of sterner stuff. That's how the cycle goes, right?
Reduce, reuse, recycle.
It would be horrible if all of the emptied hearts like mine ended up in some permanent dump. I deserve better than to be kicked to the curb. Oh, yes! I'll find someone. He'll be organized and thrifty, most likely. Unlike you, he'll be a treehugger, he'll clean up after himself, and he'll take care of everything that belongs to him. Maybe he won't have much money, but he'll value me. He'll be there for me, no matter how bad I might smell in my old age. I'll be there for him when he's down on his luck. We'll be together. It'll last forever, until that faraway day when I turn to dust.
One person's trash is another person's treasure, after all. Too late to get me back now, though. I may not be a dime piece, but I know what I'm worth!
Lots of love,
Your recyclable water bottle
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1 comment:
I don't know if you wrote this based on a life event, or if you just wanted to do some cool personification, but whatever it is, I really like it!! It's very well written, something that can be said for all of your writing, and I really enjoyed it. :)
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