Wait

My mind was very occupied these few days, didn't actually get a chance to give myself some time for to zone out. But when I do, I'm afraid. The feeling of being alone will begin to creep up on me, like an old friend. It's not that I'm lonely, but yes I'm alone. I'm terrified of the ambiguity. 

I'm writing this on my phone, while waiting to go home from work. The wait has always been my time to let the day sink in, and allow myself to recompose to be the person I portray again.

I want to talk to him, but it's his last day at work, so I shall be patient, as he is coming here to visit me soon. 

I miss him.