I guess I'm going to have to do this on my own. You're not here and, believe me, it has been anything but easy. The afternoons are the emptiest of all. How long has it been anyway? What's the point of keeping count when there's nothing to wait for?
I don't know how it is that you do what you did, but, well, you set the benchmark a bit too high. And then I ended up on my own when you left. I need your guidance, your presence, just like several others need you out here. I don't know if I'm weak or stubborn or simply spoiled; all I know is that it's either you or none. And that is that. It's just me.
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