Alone for five days

You went away for five days, for the holidays… You went away with your "official" boyfriend. I’m just your secret lover, someone whom you deeply love, trust and believe in. I'm someone you admire very deeply. You love me because of my compassion, my sensitive romantic soul, my caring for you. Someone, who writes beautiful, passionate love poems for you.

The boyfriend was by now deeply suspicious. He had seen all our love emails and he was furious. He was mad as hell...

You asked me not to email, SMS or call you during these five days. The boyfriend would be all over you. No contact at all between us for five days. I knew my place, I accepted it. I would live with it. The five days would pass… Just five days…

Yet, you were just so wonderful. Every single day that ever so slowly passed, you managed to find some excuse to call me. Or, you managed to stay alone for a while, just enough time to give me a secret call or send me a secret SMS.

You managed to contact me every single day. It was a signal of caring, a signal from you, and it was more than enough to pull me through. 

No one in my life has cared for me so much; it's something I know to be.

And, so, I want to add a final touch, that I love you so very much!