I have always liked small boxes. I never know what to put in them, but I have always liked them. I would love to put precious little treasures in them, however I don't really have anything like that. 

I think that maybe the little boxes are the true precious treasures. They try so hard to keep other little things safe, and give a warm environment for them.

My like for small boxes may be why I have always liked small safe places that only I know of. Inside it, I could do as I like and be as I like. Inside it, I am a precious treasure, a warm and safe treasure. It feels kind like time never begins nor ends. Only warmth is there, a welcoming embrace as well.

Photos could also be called that. Little bubbles that never change, I think it would be easy to find comfort in that. Familiarity breeds comfort, after all. 

However, you may find that your views and emotions change as you grow older. If you look at a photo from years ago, you might even feel nostalgic. Though, maybe the joyous emotions won't change, but I hope that sad ones do.

Because of this, I have always wished to be held in a small, warm and comfortable box. Although probably impossible, I still wish to find a safe place.

So, in writing, I wish to give others a safe place to. 

Whether that be by poem form or in writing small stories. 

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Author dearest has something to say!

Well, heres a thing. I just have to scream out my love for small boxes, okay!?

Anyways, jokes aside, I really enjoy writing warm little stories, so be prepared for more of those!

Ah, whatever, author dearest is too tired to care!