Hrmm...

I'm done waiting. Well, no not really... but I'm done hoping. You do what you have to do. Tell me when you're done too.

He who loves places himself, by loving, by that very act, from then on, into dependence, he who loves becomes the slave of the one who is loved.
It's normal, it's the common lot.
It's inevitable.
He who loves falls into slavery, consigns himself, puts himself under the yoke of slavery.
He becomes dependent on the one he loves.

Read it somewhere... True

And it still sucks that you're sleeping over his house til Thursday... weird. I'd rather you go home.