web slinger [mb's]

him // part two

Today was the first day I woke up without him there, well without him there and not being off on a job...it was strange. The bed felt cold. I felt like I was missing something, not being able to cuddle him until he wakes up, then cook him breakfast while making him swear he wasn't taping me singing for him.

Yeah...it was hard. And it was even harder realizing it was all my fault. I just wish I wasn't so stupid.

Aunt May keeps asking why I won't help her cook. I'm not sure what to tell her, I don't feel like being pitied and that's exactly what she would do. I guess I'll be able to get used to it eventually....or maybe not. Maybe I'll go insane, but then again who do I have to care anymore?