Miss Her

It has been a few days since we last spoke, not even a week yet and I’m in a mood slowly turning to depression. I know I should be lucky that I hear from her at all, but the anticipation of when I will get to her voice or one day see her face again, is driving me to the brink of losing it. I need to chill, but my heart is antsy and I know I have to continue to be honest with myself and embrace that fact. This waiting game is a torture I never imagined, yet I must and will continue to endure–it is my only option.

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