“Wallet.”
Every day, he went through the same ritual.
“Phone.”
As the major bread winner and responsible one, he went to
work…
“Zippo.”
While I stayed at home and created.
“Swiss Army Knife.”
I watched him, sketching.
“Tablet.”
That wasn’t an every day occurrence, but today I was
inspired.
“USB Sticks one, two, three
and four.”
Because I’d realised something.
“Briefcase.”
Despite his being the sensible one…
“Sunglasses.”
He had his own quirks.
“Goodbye my love.”
He kissed me, and then in a departure from ritual, looked at
my drawing.
“Why am I in a suit of armor?”
“No reason.”
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