last day here in the place i call home...

as i wash and put all the dishes back into the cupboard, the kitchen looked so empty...

it looked so clean, so deserted..

this is where all the magic happens.. i cooked here, i did the laundry, all my maid preps and..


the kitchen breathes my name, my scent, my air...

as i close the kitchen door behind me, i couldn't help but shed a tear...

its gonna be my last night here in this place...

i puffed up each of the red pillows on the long L shaped sofa as though I'm saying my last farewell to each and one of them...

im gonna miss this place so much..

taking each slow step as i walk up the red-carpeted stairway.. i could feel the softness of the fabric caressing the sole of my feet as though they are waving goodbye in their own way...

as i step into the shower and take my last shower of the night i couldn't help but imagine what will this house be like without me..

well, ...

i guess its not up to me to think about all these..

at least i took good care of this house for a month since he's been gone..

this place looked good..

this place looks presentable...

as least i live up to my maid status.. haha....    :)


tugging myself in bed with two layers of duvet over my naked body, i look up and out the window...

the stars are telling me I'm doing the right thing..

the moon nods giving me the green light to sleep...

knowing that Keith will be back tomorrow and that my life will be different altogether..

will i be able to cope..

will i adapt..

?

i won't have the luxury of having someone driving me around..

i won't have someone to pick me up from work anymore...

i.....



i will be fine..

i will be..

i just need some time...