Lonely Nights

I don’t know if there was something wrong with my body temperature last night. Upon arriving home I was sweating out but I felt so cold inside. The house seems so lonely. I miss the laughter of my two precious playing while am preparing our dinner. And it was gloomy to eat alone. Without him I feel so empty.

Sleeping without my husband beside me was like sleeping half awake. It was the first night without him and tonight would be the last night. I just hope its Thursday already that I can sleep soundly like before. I miss someone hugging and embracing me, my feet seem missing its entwined partner too, and oh how my hands miss those broad shoulders to hug and would always dozed me off to sleep. But what I have to endure most are the two nights without his good night kiss. I miss my flirty husband so much. Oh how I wish its Thursday already.