I paced the silent house.
The too silent house.
I paced for hours,
refusing dinner and water.
Hell, even the damned toliet!
I looked at the clock every second,
disappoited to see how much time had already passed.
I looked out the window at every sound,
disappointed to see a leaf or squirrel.
More hours passed.
The stars came out.
The moon set.
You finally got home,
You finally came to me.
You reeked of perfume
and badly hidden lipstick on your collar.
You looked disheveled.
It didn't hurt that you were cheating
or that you were gone for so long without telling me...
It was the fact that you thought I cared so little
as to not hide your crimes.
"Where were you?"