You know how nocturns behave, Claise? Yeah. Stay awake at night because of insomnia. It's getting to me. I can't sleep early but once I sleep, I sleep like a log. I know. Piiiiigg. Hahaha! So awesome that way. ;D!
I feel like banging my head. Once. Twice. Thrice. I must be crazy. I think I am anyway. Psychologically demented.
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"I wanna divorce you. I don't think we can live together anymore," I concluded.
"Why not? Did I do something wrong?" he asked.
"No, you didn't," I sighed.
"If I did nothing, then why?" he inquired again.
"That's exactly it! You're doing nothing! I don't even get any flowers on our special occasions! In fact, all you did is just asked how was my day and spent our day together. I want something more! Like our neighbour! She gets flowers from her beloved every week as signs of affection! But you? None!" I cried.
"I see. I'm sorry. This is some pretty big issue. I'll need some time to think through. Get some rest, k? We'll continue tomorrow," he whispered.
He carressed my cheeks and left me alone to my tears. In his office, I heard typings. That's just how it is. He let me rest first before he joins me during sleep time. I cried myself to sleep.
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I woke up, to the dullness of the weather. It was drizzling lightly. The dreary weather reminded me of last night. I turned to see my bed clock by the side table and saw an envelope. I got curious and read it.
"To my only one..."
I tore it open and read.
"I'm sorry that I wasn't aware of this. I'm sorry I couldn't give you any flowers or even craft any flowers for you because my hands are being used. By you. Whenever you get frustrated on the computer or your laptop, you'd always whine about how crappy technology is and I'd fix it in silence. I'm sorry I didn't walk to the florist or to garden to pick a beautiful rose for you because I need my legs for you. Whenever you feel tired or your old fracture starts acting up again, I want to use my legs to walk you home myself. I'm sorry I don't have any eye for beautiful sunflower or roses because I want to be your eyes. You'd always grumble because you left your spectacles back at home and can't see the bus coming. I want to remain as your eyes and keep a look out for you. I'm sorry if I still didn't give you any bouquet and if this still upsets you, I'll understand.
But I still love you and intend to remain next to the disabled you for life. I'll be waiting under the tree outside our home with your favourite muffin should you choose to let me help you all the way till death do us part.
Your husband."
Before I even knew it, the letter was wet with my tears. I could hear the drizzle gettig heavier and heavier and my other half is outside, out there waiting for me!
I rushed out and found him true to his word. He was shivering and holding my favourite muffin, looking nervous. When he saw me, he broke into a big smile. I ran to him under the rain and hugged him. He simply let me hug him while he held the umbrella.
"I'm sorry I've been selfish. I always think for myself and never for you. Let's go in, k? To our home," I held my hand out. He gave me the muffin and he held me close instead an walked together into our paradise.
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How?! Retarded story right? Haha!! :p