On Saturday at 9pm, when I saw you outside Gate 6, thought the wait was over.
And I know spending the whole day Sunday together made it feel like wait was over. Since you are sick, it seems like I am not sure if you are here or still that far away. Hopefully you will feel better soon, so we can spend some time together.
On a different note, sometimes I feel like, no matter what I do, things will never change. It scares me and I start thinking what if......
Get well soon, can't see you sick. You take my breathe away...