she completes me

My wife has gone out-of-town to celebrate her birthday with some friends and I am dieing slowly.  Two days and nights in a row without her is like walking around with a pillow duct taped to my face.  I can’t breath, I forget to drink water all day, I walk into a room and forget why. I can’t feel anything.  If Dan didn’t have work for me to do I think I’d just sleep till she got home.