The kitchen was silent as I walked out of our room. My body was moving on its own, I was in auto pilot. When I had left down to see what I had grabbed out of the fridge I saw milk in my hand and I saw a bowl of just poured cereal and a spoon on the counter. I guess I wanted food.
I thought about him again, it was his birthday I was making his favorite food -shrimp and steak- and he walked in and surprised me by hugging me from the back. 'Whatcha making love?' "I'm just fixing up the shrimp right now" I said as I added spices to make it taste better. 'It smells great babe.' He said with his face in my neck, his stubble tickling my cheek with every word. "Thank you, go get ready to eat please." 'Will do boss' he said with a small salute and a smirk.
I didn't realize I had started crying until I could taste the salty wet substance on my lips stinging the tiny little cuts and cracks. I had just woken up and I was already crying, today was going to be hard.
Too many things reminded me of him, his smell, the room, my dreams, and now food. The only place I could go without painful memories is work.
Quickly eating my cereal and washing my dish I went to go change in the bathroom, I was thinking of taking a shower but I let my mind wander. I thought about me and him showering and him washing my hair for me and me washing his. It was a very tender and vulnerable moment, it was so calming at the time but it turns sour when I realize I will never have those moments again.
I started to tear up again just as quickly as they came I wipe them just as fast. I decided dry shampoo would have to work, not bothering to put on makeup or do my hair, I just brushed my teeth and then brushed my hair and put it into a low ponytail. As I walked out my thick brown hair swayed side to side, until I had stopped to put on my work uniform and shoes.
I work for Human Resources in a big company, and I make decent money doing it. It is the one thing that keeps me going, because I'm away from all of those memories that were once sweet and now very sour.
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Любовные романы"Her boyfriend watched as she slowly fell in love, and forgot about him" Where a man named Malcom in his mid twenties gets forgotten by his girlfriend Ivory, And watches as she falls in love with another man.
