This week has been the longest week of my life. Since time immemorial, Myke and I have not been away from each other for more than two days. And two days seemed unbearable at that time, till I was forced to face an entire week without Myke. Yeah, yeah I know! It's corny as hell but I can't just order my heart to stop. It continously yearns for him, and the churning in my stomach begins, and my dreamlike state haunts on.
This week. I can't really remember what single thing I was able to accomplish at work. In the office, all I can think about is going home, to stay in bed the whole 6 days he'll be gone and sleep the time away. Oh, without him has reminded me of a lot of things. I'm so pathetically alone! I've just been living these past six days as if I am high on something, as if I am watching myself go through my daily routine from afar.
Hmmmm, now about tomorrow. He'll be arriving at around 7:30 pm, he says. Oh, I wish it would be earlier. I'm so excited, I can't seem to stay put in one place. The butterflies in my stomach have just doubled their fluttering. Oh, however will I be able to sleep. How can I go through work tomorrow. All I can think about is being with him again.
Pathetic, yes that's what I am. I don't even know if he's even half as excited as I am to be back home. Hmmm, what shall we do tomorrow? How will we celebrate his return? Hmmmm, how can I make it so special? Holy shit! I'm so damn excited. . . . I have to calm down!!!
Welcome back my baby!!!
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