Missing…
I’m just missing her too much… And the cats… And living there… And the view from the window, such as it was… And having something that could be called a life…
And now… I guess she had to compensate for Friday evening when we talked for a few hours and it actually went well, without awkward moments or me not knowing what to do or say to make her just say a few words to me. Not a word during the weekend and all I could get out of her yesterday were a few one-liners. Afraid of even logging on today because if she will give me the silent treatment again I don’t know if I could handle it anymore.
I know, I shouldn’t be writing this here, but at this point… It doesn’t matter…
