message to my love

Day seven.


Seven whole days and many more to go.

I didn't think I took him for granted so I didn't expect that this time apart would make us realize our undying love for each other, or just how important all those little things are. I already knew. I already know.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but does it also make the heart grow sucky-baby-er? 'Cause let me tell you. I'm ready for this to be over now.

Thanks, but I'm done.

Send my husband back to me.