puzzled

one our way home from san francisco, tears started rolling down my cheeks. i can't recall when exactly, and what triggered it. i can't remember what was on my mind. all i knew was i couldn't stop crying. after dropping off the girls, i drove around some more. didn't want to go home where there are no warm, welcoming arms that will hold me and tell me it's okay. didn't want to go back to my room where i would feel even more isolated, because it is where i hide when i wanted to be left alone.

i texted my bf to tell him i miss him, and he replied, "hmm."

hmm.