Don't Touch

The velvety wrinkles are my favorite part to caress. Feeling each individual groove of the skin and each individual crinkle, is stimulating to me in more ways than one. I run my freshly lotioned hands on it and it’s very enticing. To be able to show this off to others is truly an invigorating experience. In private, I feel like it’s my own little secret and treasure. Bringing it everywhere and having people awe at the quality makes me feel powerful. People want to touch my prize, but I inform them I would rather they just gaze at it. I don’t need people’s filth all over this possession of mine. This is my ticket to success, really without it, I would be truly lost. It carries my life, my identity and my future, all in one.

Why does no one admire this beauty enough? I always see people mistreat them and it sickens me to the core. I tend to clean mine more than others and make sure that everything is always neatly placed in its proper spaces. I don’t even like to shove it in a dark place because to me, this will cause it to get damaged if it falls out of this space.

However, some people don’t understand why I could love such a thing so much. Some call me mad, when I put this in a plastic bag, but again, why would I dare to ruin the quality of such beauty. Beauty has to be maintained right? So what if people call me mad, the joke is on them for not taking care of such an important piece of our lives seriously. Why, oh why do some of these people call me mad? I have kept this beauty clean, undamaged and in good shape for 25 years. People refuse to believe I have kept such a thing for 25 years.

I am not splitting apart from them anytime soon and do not wish to be with another. This thing has seen it all from my first car, my very first date and even when I purchased my first home. People just tell me to “get a new one” or “haven’t you been with that ratty old thing for decades now?“, to hell with their stupidity and harsh judgements. I don’t get why people care so much, this wallet is mine forever and no one will convince me otherwise to get rid of it.