October 22, 2004

"Bye-Bye Love...

Bye-bye happiness, hello loneliness, I think I'm-a gonna die. Good-bye, my love, good-bye."

He's gone. Just over an hour ago, a taxi came and took my husband away. I've added a sidebar to count the number of days until he gets home. Now I'm going to go get thoroughly drunk. I miss you, my love. Come home soon.