A few days had passed ever since that failed lunch date with Keith. He has also been staying in my flat for that whole time. I even started to buy him clothes because he had brought nothing with him but himself when he came here in the first place. There were even toiletries dedicated just for him in my bathroom and some part of my closet where his new clothes were put.
My room even started to smell like him!
If this goes on, I really don't know what to do if one day, he just decided to not be with me anymore. Everything here will remind me of him.
He leaves for work in the morning and would come back in the evening. We slept in the same bed, even showered together sometimes, and I would help him dress up. Tying his tie for him as we drank in the same mug. We did not exactly talk about this, it just became like a normal routine for us.
