It has been two weeks since we last spoke to each other. I used to set his clothes, prepare food for him, and arrange his files, but we never exchanged a word properly. My alaram buzzed its 5 o clock I woke up, asual I was in his arms it was our dail rountine. I used to sleep early before he come so we don't talk and morning I used to find my self in his embrace. I recalled what he said me yesterday.