It is nearly dark when I get home from work. The street lights are on by the time I take Jax out for a walk. I like it better this way – I’m more invisible, hiding my emotions in the darkness.
As I walk I hope you will text or call. I think about texting or calling you, but somehow that doesn’t seem right. I know your family does not like me because of my past. And I don’t want to interrupt you – as your schedule must be changing all the time.
Time grows longer since I’ve heard from you and it makes me uneasy. I am afraid that as the time fades away you become more used to me not being in your life. I saw your post on Facebook, and wondered if I was the relationship that tried to make things easy but would never be right.
I hope you are well and feeling energized about your move and job search. I wish you the best and success.
Your friend always,
