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February 1st
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I laid in the built in library reading in the bay window as it rained. It was 11:49, 11 minutes until our anniversary. We haven't really talked since the argument. He was out currently working. I was fine with just reading in my own world though. One of my favorite hobbies: reading and writing.
I heard the alarm go off indicating he was home. That's hilarious he been gone since 5 this morning now he wants to return. I got comfortable snuggling under the warm blankets as the heater blew heat. This is a vibe to me. I let the soft jazz music play in the background as I read poetry.
I started to imagine. What if I had a love like Love Jones? Where the casualties turned into normal everyday life that never got tiring, that felt like a fairytale because I'm just so in love..... Even that fairytale was almost a tragedy though.
"Lil bit?" I heard snapping me out my thoughts.
"Yeah?"
"I been looking for you. I been home for an hour. You look pretty. Thanks for dinner."
