January 31, 2018:

I'd like to know her. The real her.

Beginning with her true name, although it's already peeked out more than once. I'd like to hear her say it.

I wish there were trust. Not just more trust. Complete trust.

I want to say "I love you."
I want her to want to be with me and conquer my loneliness.
I want her to move in.
I want her.

Maybe that's a good place to stop.