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I couldn't sleep last night.

I haven't been sleeping much these days anyway so last night was expected.

The difference of why I felt last night was worse compared to the others is because it wasn't caused by the uncomfortable sleep positions due to the width increment of my middle part, nor the frequent heart burn, or her active period at odd hours, instead it's due to the absence of the man that has been missing for five nights now.

After I left his penthouse yesterday morning, I immediately got dressed and went out. At that moment, all I wanted was to get fresh air, thinking that's what I needed to improve my mood and heal my broken heart.

I ate a lot, I walked a lot, I spent the day all by myself feeling much better that I finally had the courage to go home, only to break down right in front of my apartment thinking he won't be there and that he still very much hates me.

Spending the night crying, wondering what is going on in my life that everything seems to be out of order,