As he swings himself off his side of the bed , my breathing & & heart rate return to normal &...
Already I am counting down the seconds until I can move on with my day,.....
Even if I'll just have to start all over again tommorow morning.
He ambles to the desk chair, retrieves his robe , & throws it around his shoulders.
Without another word or a backward glance or even a show of concern for the fact that i didn't finish,....
He walks out of the bedroom & disappears down the hallway.
After a few seconds, I here the sounds of cabinets opening followed by the click of his coffee cup on the counter & then the sound of liquid splashing.
I shove the discomfort to the back of my mind ---- like I do everything else --- & go to take a shower.
Hot water doesn't wash away much besides the sweat clinging to my skin.
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