"Its mid noon and I am already missing my husband" , I feel this everyday from the time he leaves the house till he returns back in the evening. Every morning he kisses my cheek before leaving to say "Goodbye". Lying on the bed lazily I turn my face to him , raise my arms and hold him and whisper " I love you . Come back soon after work." This words are not just a routine but the truth of my life.
I wake up and start my day with household work but still I miss him. The clock keeps ticking but the time never passes . In his absence , I still feel his presence around me and I talk to him although I realize he is not around till evening. I smell his shirts and hold the pillow tightly (on which he rests his head) against my chest .
In the evening , when he returns back home, I can't wait to touch him , embrace him tightly , kiss on his lips and say " I love you baby. I missed you sooooooooo much" . At night lying on the bed , I look at him playing with his new iPhone . I sense a strong feeling gush into my gut from my chest . Its not love , I know. Its a feeling beyond Love. Its a feeling when I want to hold his hand and crush it , when I want to bite flesh out of him , when I want to scratch his chest till it bleeds. Its not lust . I wonder what this feeling is? I call it FLOVE ; a feeling beyond love.
If one who loves is called a Lover.. then one who Floves is called a... :)
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