After a week of you staying with me, I was mildly depressed to wake up without you in the kitchen getting ready for work. The smell of your oatmeal isn't permeating the kitchen. Clove and cinnamon didn't welcome me. Your terrible vanilla flavored coffee wasn't in my coffee pot. We didn't get to dance around while I made Kid's lunch.
I made my own, far superior, coffee. I didn't get bites of your oatmeal so I'll be skipping breakfast per usual. Kid and I didn't get to wish you a good day at work, and I didn't get any morning kisses.
It's totally ok and normal to miss you.
Sending you a good morning text and telling you I miss you is totally ok and normal.
Going on an emotional rampage and begging you to live with me would be BPD insane. Blogging the things I'll never say will keep us both safe.
With Love,
GF
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