Dear Somebody

Dearest Somebody,1

I awoke and you were not there, I died a little. I went about my business as usual though. I turned on the TV as I got ready for work, got dressed and ate a muffin. I'm on a diet, you know? I'm making my self prettier for when you get back. I got to work, and it was raining. You know how I take the bus, my hair was soaked and my boss complained. How could I be professional walking into work looking like a wet dog? Too bad none of our costumers give a rats ass what I look like. 2

I got home two hours late, the buses were running just fine but, I had to work overtime. You know how it is, right? I looked for you when I came home but, shortly remembered you weren't there. I cooked my self dinner, and fed the cat. She misses you too, ya know? The cat, that is. She'd be happy to welcome you home if you decide you miss her enough too. You can stay here even just to see her, you can pretend I'm not here. 3

I climb into bed, and curl up in your robe. It smells like you and, it helps me get through the night.4

Ring, ring, ring. It's midnight, who in the world is calling me at midnight? My heart starts pounding maybe, it's you calling to say you're sorry. I grab it, stare at the caller ID. Nope, not you. It says unknown. I answer. Maybe, maybe, maybe. Please, god. Nope, still not you. Josh. It's Josh. He wants to come over, he says. I can tell he's been drinking. No work tomorrow. Yeah, he can come over. 5

I fuck him on our couch after a couple of beers he was nice enough to bring over. I couldn't do it on our bed. After he's finished, I kick him out. He doesn't seem too hesitant to leave. I take a scalding hot shower, trying to wash his filth off of me. I go back to bed.6

I sigh. The weekend is always the hardest part to get through. No work to distract me. If another Tuesday passes, I'll know you're not coming home. Of course, that's what I've been telling my self the last six Tuesday's. 7

I love you, please, come home.