I suspected a flood of
tears would come racing down my cheeks and I would end up sobbing
like crazy the moment I hear your voice, but, surprisingly, none of
that happened – not even one drop. I guess I still have some pride
left in me, I don't know. Nevertheless, it was a relief to finally
hear you on the other end of the line. And for that, I am grateful.
But hearing you say that you're coming back ignited a mass of
emotions in my heart. I wasn't sure if I should be happy that you
will, one day, come home to me, or if I should be sad that it
couldn't be any sooner than I want. Because the truth is, if I could
only have it my way, I'd want you right here, right now! Every
passing day that you're not here shakes the very core of me at the
very least. Yet the worst part of it all is that there is not a thing
that I can do to make you want to come running back to me. Because,
you are not mine. And, there was never an us.
But I miss you. I miss
you so bad every day that it hurts. It is almost a month now since
you left and the sickening feeling of not being with you it grows to
a more depressing level with every passing day. Could I be more
insane than this? I don't know. All I know is I'm so dumb to wish you
were here with me and not there with her.
All I ever wanted was for
this Christmas to be better than the last and maybe to spend it with
you. But by the looks of it, I think I should prepare myself for the
worse... :(