Where for art thou...?

Today i drove home, with a smile on my face; as i knew that when i got there and logged on to msn messenger, a special person was there to greet me.

Like coming home to a loved one, kissing and hugging her as i stepped through the door; This person always seems to brighten my mood and make my troubles unwind.
As the sun would fade into the horizon, she would keep me warm in its place.

As soon as she called me 'Hubby...' i fell into a trance that would bind me to her every word; at least for an hour; or maybe two or three... Recieving a response from her, however slight, meant more to me than such petty things as time.

Today I must have clocked out an hour too late; for when i stopped the engine, walked up the steps and turned on the CPU, my special person was nowhere to be found.

I am too late.

She has always tried to leave some time for me before she leaves to go home, but this time i guess she couldnt wait that long.
My sincere apologies my dear...

I miss you, lady of the Wilde Rose, and i hope you had a nice day.
I will hope to see you tomorrow; till then my darling...