Dear Pdoc

You just got off work. You're probably on your way home or you're already at home. And I wonder if you'll eat dinner alone or with someone. I hate that I think so much about you and that I wonder what you're doing. It's exhausting me mentally.
It's another month until I see you again. I'm looking forward to seeing you again. Two months of looking forward to our appointment that only last 10-15 minutes. I'm so stupid. Can these feelings for you just finally go away. It has also been fun, but it's really enough now.