He travels for work a lot these days. And unfortunately I've gotten kind of used to my time alone. I hate that I'm used to it. And I hate that I eat potato chips for breakfast and popcorn for dinner when he's not home. But I do love how fun it is when he comes home and that first kiss after days apart and talking til late about our weeks and not having to make my own coffee in the mornings.
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