a long.. god so awfully long day.

you felt so weak, so tired, like you were going to pass out in any moment, but you did want to pass out, pass out and be in your husband’s arms..

your tired arms tried grabbing your keys to unlock the door, having one falling off your hands, one wrong key to the door before finally having the right key and opened the door.. your tired body taking off your jacket, changing into something comfortable in both of your shared walk in closet, your tired eyes and hands taking your make up off with a cleanser with a cotton pad..

finally, your tired feet walking to your shared bedroom, there he was, on his phone, scrolling, watching, reading.. whatever, you were too tired to think.. you plopped down next to him, making your way in between his arm where he had his arm up to have his phone up to his eye level— once he felt your head and heard your tired sigh, he wrapped his free hand to your waist, rubbing your back..

“hey baby, what’s up huh?”