Guess The Comfy Object

I’m
Falling,
Falling,
Falling.
My head slams against you
But I can’t feel the pain.
You’re really quite strong
And so compassionate that I might just cry.
I’m
Falling,
Falling,
Falling.
I found the perfect place on you
Where no one can touch me.
I feel like a melted candle
Because I’ve blended into you.
I’m
Falling,
Falling,
Falling.
I don’t ever want to move
And I know I never will.
I have found my place
And I’ll never let me go.
I’m
Falling,
Falling,
Falling.
I think I may have to leave,
Although I’m dreading it so much.
I think I need to go now
Otherwise I probably never will.