I was ready to move out of the house you built for us to stay the moment I knew you will never come home anymore I sleep on the couch while watching TV without having to slide to the other side making a space for you to sit on I draw a nice bath with cold water I’d pleasurably enjoy without hearing your nagging voice from the other side of the door telling me to soak into hot water I lay awake at night snuggled into a thick blanket on rainy days without turning the heater on and there isn’t any warmth of your breath creeping on my skin trying to block away the cold I listen to my favorite whispery voice from slow mellow songs instead of having the argument over a blaring deafening one of yours I watch series that we both used to love one season in a night and when that one particular movie was on the TV I smiled remembering how hard you always cry while watching it And then I play it again for the hundred times trying to accustom myself not to deliberately searching for your ...