There's a vase made of glass on the living room's table. His beloved mom gave it to them as a wedding gift. Oh, how he misses his mom.

There's a blue blanket on the sofa. They got it on their honey moon in Europe. Oh, how he misses the starry nights and small cities.

The chair closest to the wall has a broken leg. It broke when they had a fight and he furiously sat on it. Oh, how he misses drinking coffee while sitting on that chair.

In the bathroom there's a cat shaped towel. He got it for a friend but forgot to give it to her before she moved abroad. Oh, how he misses her.

The piano-themed coat rack used to be in his childhood home. His dad bought it on the day he met his wife. Oh, how he misses his childhood home.

There's a stack of instant noodles in the kitchen. He's been eating them for two weeks. Oh, how he misses his mom's cooking.

Also on the kitchen table: a ring, left there just as alone as he is. But God only knows how he doesn't miss him.

// thanks for reading and also sorry for another short one, I'll try to write longer stories in the future ^^