You forgot to love me today.
At 4 in the morning, I woke up and realized you were gone. Your side of the bed was as cold as the weather last December. I tried to sleep again, and after a few turns and sighs, I succeeded.
At 10:14 am, I took my phone, hesitated, and then called you. You didn’t answer.
At noon, I ate alone, anxiously checking the clock just to track the hours that I’m missing you.
Until 6 pm, I was at work, trying hard to take my mind off of you.
8:33, I arrived. The house was as empty as the juice box inside the fridge. You must have forgotten to take it out. Or maybe it was me. I’m not very sure.
10:00, I finally decided to stay awake and wait for you. Patiently, I waited.
At 11:47, you came home. You forgot to kiss my cheek. I said, “Hey.” You didn’t answer.
12:00 am, I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked you what was wrong.
12:03, you answered “I forgot to love you today.”