Love changes as the days pass.The changes aren't neccessarily for the good or for the bad just for the present. Looking at the pictures I have of him don't inspire the same sort of bittersweetness they used to because I know in a few hours, he'll be home from work and I'll be able to kiss him again. Hug him. Curl up with him. Do sweet things for him, like get him that desperately needed drink.

Cant believe we have to fight like we used to this morning. for a long time , i hadnt cry like that. and it hurts. but still we forgive each other quickly. cant help feeling bitter every morning waking up and he's not beside me. another busy day at work and i cant wait for the time to tick by and welcome him home with both my arms. but slowly i get used to such a feeling. no longer troubled by it. still missing him sweetly in my heart