i miss the cats, and maybe your presence. and maybe your good morning kiss, maybe your unfinished coffee drinks. and maybe your piles of clothes. and maybe your snore (i doubt it) and maybe our usuals tomyam place. and maybe the time we spend so much to find whos at fault?
did i say sorry too much or too little?
did you forgive so fast but never let me forget?
did we ever become us?










