Wind brush past the colored beige curtain while the trees dance gracefully outside. As I thought again looking outside the window. It's been three days since the day he hanged up. During the three days, he didn't once visited me. He said he'll make it up to me. But when is it?
Yesterday, I went to the hospital for my appointment. I didn't tell him about this. He doesn't even care about me anymore.
The door then opens as I didn't bother to look at the person. "It's probably the maid." I murmured to myself.
"I'm sorry."
"Or not." I thought as I rolled my eyes.
"What do you mean?" I said as I look at him in the eye. "Just sorry? it's been three days, that's all you're gonna say?" He just stood there looking at the ground quietly. I looked him very closely observing him. His suit was fixed perfectly as if nothing happened to him and the woman after all it's been three days. His eyes filled with guilty not looking at me in the eye.
"I know I said I'll make it up to you but..." he said. "I wish I could explain but I really have nothing to say." he said while now looking at me. I stared at him disappointedly. Just staring at him as I have nothing to say also. If I'll say something harshly then who knows when he'll might leave me and I didn't want that. He's the only one I have. I have no one. I couldn't bring myself to open up to other people. I just couldn't do it. Because I'm a coward.
"Okay." I said while smiling softly at him. Smiling as if I forgive him already. I know I'm hurting myself but I just couldn't do it. I don't want him to leave me and I want to stay with him just a bit longer. Then when I'll die, he will no longer need me and be with someone who could love him more then me. Even better than me.
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