My Blanket felt cold and lonely tonight. Just like most of my nights in the year.
He was caught up with work again and couldn’t come over to stay awhile.
She thought to herself as she managed to pull herself out of bed.
How she envied other couples who could walk around and hold hands. Kiss in public and send texts 24/7. She couldn’t send a text when he was at work, he had strictly forbidden her to. Said it would distract him.
In exchange he gave her luxury and a comfortable life with a round of sex once in awhile.
She could travel to see the world but almost never saw the view she longed for day in day out.
Was this what happiness looked like?