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So I sit here, almost midnight.

I've tried sleeping. I coughed and hiccuped until I can't stand it anymore, then decided I'm awake for the night.

My day consisted quite literally of a headache. A migrane, actually. Wasn't fun. Especially at work, where I had to hold in coughing all day, had to keep from showing how much pain my head was causing me, all for the customers.
Once the headache went away, three hours after I got home, I got about an hour's worth of time before the hiccups set in. Hard. To the point where I wished I would just throw up and get it over with already, instead of having to put up with more pain.

I'm home alone. Listening to old country songs that whether I like it or not, no matter how much these songs make me happy, remind me of my mom.

I don't want to eat. The thought tortures me. I'm not hungry. I think I only ate out of habit today. I only ate a banana and a sandwich, about 6 hours apart from each other, but I don't remember being hungry today - never mind eating because I was hungry.

I don't want to be awake. I'm really, really in a low mood right now.

So, I wait.

Just the sound of his voice makes my day better. Seeing him smile will calm me enough so that I can sleep before I have to get up for work tomorrow at 6.

No more pain. No more stress. No more insecurity. No more sadness. No more alone. Even if it's just for a few hours.

I can't wait until he's home.

I love him.