BoRhap And Queen Imagines

Rubber Ducky

I lay there, blowing bubbles in the bathtub, thinking. I was thinking about so many things. Today, Tomorrow, Yesterday. We were so happy. We were so smart and civilized. No, now we fight. Now we lie to each other. We're broken now. What once was a shiny golden plaque is now just a sad, split, cracked photo of what once was. I missed him. I longed for him night after night after night. My Dora, aye, my love how I miss you. What did I do so wrong? All I do is adore you, and we still feel apart. I could reminisce those nights were time seemed like a game, and we were passionate and sweet. Hours seemed like minutes, seconds felt like no time at all. My rubber ducky. My Roger. My Dora.