I miss my husband driving outside.

Missing is so silent, and slowly my mind is full of you. Slowly the picture is broken, your shadow is gone, and your voice is gone. Slowly, everything is blank. Seriously, I miss you, want to talk to you, and want to watch the rain with you. I just didn't realize that I was crying now.

Looking at your haggard face, tired body, lonely depression, the pain in your heart is beyond words. How are you? Why don't you know how to cherish yourself? Why can't you always take care of yourself? Why can't you hear my advice?