And it’s August. That’s fast.
I used to think that being patient would eventually and slowly pave out a way out for me, for us.
And that my issue of not feeling secure was no big deal.
But dwelling on this frequently doesn’t do any good to me.
I wonder, and worry, if you’ll enlist and then decide that you’re happy and will be fine on your own.
Because you’re career-driven and I can’t see myself being part of your life after this August.
I don’t want to keep wondering if we are a couple or not.
I guess I don’t push on for any answer because I’m afraid of what I might hear.
This just goes to show how much faith I have in us, and myself.