The Itch... Gone =)

At last, the cold silence was now another thing of the past. =)

So, how did it happen? Well, while he was playing dumb about my presence this weekend, I just spent all my energies on the chores at home so I'll forget my heartaches. =o I made sure everything was spic and span... from the bedroom, to the living room, to the toilet, to the kitchen and dining area... I even fixed all the trash as well as the books lying on the floor for lack of storage space (yet). It was, like, the first time our floor was consistently dust-free, and the kitchen sink was spot-free. =)

Meanwhile, while he was away on his computer gaming spree, I took care of the water containers and wrote him a note. It was just a simple note, detailing everything I felt at that moment, and wishing that baby's born so I can have someone to hug when Daddy doesn't want a hug from Mommy. He read it after his afternoon snack, and sang:

... At hindi magbabago ang takbo ng puso ko
Wala nang hahanapin pa kundi pag-ibig mo
May hiwagang natanto mula sa una pang tagpo
Mananatili 'to at hindi......
Magbabago.....

Oh yeah, it was corny... he always sings that whenever we have LQs or when he's feeling cheesy... hahahaha.....

Anyway... he took a nap... and I finished the dishes and the water. I swept the floor, and... I lay down beside him. I can't help it. I just have to hug him. I was crying while I did. It has just been a day... but it felt like a year has passed since we last talked, and I missed him.

He woke up, and while he's surprised to see me beside him, he didn't push me away... instead, he just smirked and turned his back on me. I hugged him tighter... this time, he faced me and I asked, while in tears, "Bakit ka ba galit sa 'kin?" His answer was a frown, and he closed his eyes. Immediately, I knew... "O, you don't want to talk about it na lang?" He nodded. Then he hugged me and I was in tears once more. He was teary-eyed, too.

I still can't remember the exact reason why he got mad at me, but I believe it was another episode of that one trait which he really hates about me and which I really need to work on: my tendency to interrupt him whenever we're engaged in conversation, especially when I get so excited with what's next. It really pisses him off whenever I do that. So, I really... really... really need to work hard on that.

So, what happens next? We engaged in animated conversation over dinner. This went on up to 10 p.m. We took a break after because he'll go computer gaming and I'm sleepy na. =p He went back around 12 midnight, and when he lay down beside me, the conversation resumes... again.

So much for missing each other. =)

Hehehe.....

I LOVE YOU, DADDY. =)