“What if I will get tired of this?”
“What do you mean?”
“What if I will get tired of the chase and the hopes and heartaches? What will you do if one day you’ll notice that I am not bothering you anymore? What if one day you’ll notice that I am not sending you letters, that one day I’ll stop looking for you, that there will be that time where I will give up on you”
“Will you get tired? Should I beg you not to? Should I tell you please don’t get tired of waiting?”
“For once, at least you should tell me to wait for more. I want it coming from your mouth, I want it filling your heart”
“I’m sorry, how can I say that? You’re a stubborn child. Can’t you see it? I’m always telling you to wait”
I was half naked, drinking green tea, and eating chocolates when I wrote that and it made it bare but full.