My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,
I’m on my way home now. The weekend was exactly what I needed. Time, a bit of space, it does wonders sometimes. Being away from it all, keeping myself from you was difficult. But it was necessary.
I miss you, but I won’t say it. I need your embrace, your touch, but I won’t ask. I want to hear your voice, but I won’t call. I wish you would say something, but I know you won’t.
My heart, it’s weak. I am conflicted yet again. I sometimes lay awake wondering if I placed it in the right hands. I still think I made the right decision.
I count down the days before I see you again. For now, I withdraw. For now, I rest. I’m turning away from you. It is so very hard, but I know it is what I need to do.