Did you know?

Did you know that as I sit at the dining room table with my laptop and giant monitor, I am constantly scanning Noss Road for movement. Everytime I see a white pickup, my breath catches just a little, because even after all of this, I still think it might be you? 

Did you know that last night I woke up about 2 a.m., unable to sleep, turned on the TV to trying to divert my brain ... to no avail? So I sat up in bed and yelled at you out loud for a good five minutes. The names I called you were not terribly flattering. 

Did you know I was still hanging a towel for you in the master bath? 

Did you know that I was still buying groceries for you, honestly believing you were coming back? 

Did you know that I recorded TV shows for you whenever I saw something I thought you'd like? 

Did you know that I had to wait in line for about 30 minutes to vote yesterday morning and seeing your name next to mine in the voter rolls was about enough to bring tears to my eyes? 

Did you know that I never even thought to look in your gun case to notice that your guns weren't there? Why would they not be? 

How is it that I'm doing all of this and you're living with someone else for THREE years and I don't know? I must be literally the dumbest woman on the planet. 

Or, I'm someone who actually believed in you. 

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