I opened the refrigerator and I saw his mug full of ice at the freezer. Sigh.
I went down to brush my teeth and I saw his toothbrush. Sigh.
I couldn’t sleep last night, I could smell him on the pillows. Sigh.
This was my reason why I never allowed him to work abroad.
We got married so we could be together, then why live apart?
I don’t get it. I will never get it.
Well, just another lonely night and he’ll be back.
(Geez, I could imagine my mom and friends hitting me in the head “arte mo ha!” but I was teary-eyed last night when I realized that my work was done but I won’t be waiting for someone to arrive and to eat dinner with.)
Hep, hep. Before you conclude that I’m a damsel-in-distress sort of a woman. Mind you, I’ve always say that of course, we could live without men. But we rather not.
Btw, he’s just on an off-site for 3D/2N.