Like I said before, it’s not a special day. Not your birthday where I wish you all the best, not christmas eve where we’ve spent all night eating your delicious dishes, not new years eve where you’ve always given me a kiss at midnight and told me how much you love me. It’s just a normal day and for some reason I miss you more than usual. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been at home for 6 months and your absence wasn’t that noticeable. Maybe it’s because I somehow got used to it; not hearing from you, not seeing you, not touching you. And maybe it’s only because I’ve suppressed it for too long. Just wanted to say that I miss you, like I’m doing it everyday for over 3 years.
normal days like this













