Love Me

Love me.
Love me.
Love me.

I’m cuddly, I’m soft and I’ll always be yours, just yours. No one else will ever be able to adore me as much as you will, no one will ever get to love me like you get to and I promise that I will never love another like I love you. We’ve not even met yet and I already think you’re the best girl in the world.

Love me.
Love me.
Love me.

Your daddy picked me out because he thinks you’ll want to pass me on to your future children. He told the saleswoman who tied the bow around my neck that this is your first Christmas in his family, that last Christmas you were living in some country where you barely had money for food let alone presents. He kissed the top of my head before placing me in the box, telling the saleswoman that I’m just what you are asking for.

Love me.
Love me.
Love me.

Just remember that I was picked out for you, I was brought so you could be happy and find out what the excitement of Christmas is all about.

Love me.
Just love me.
Please?