A letter from January 26th, 2018

I spend many hours waiting. Wait for him to calm down. Wait for him to come back. Wait for him to decide that he will act like he loves me, like he says he does. Swallow the hurt I have so that I am happy and grateful when the wait is over. Wait for you to calm down. Wait for you to come back. Back on Slack. Back from Taiwan. Back to me.