Day, after day he waited with an ounce of hope still nestled deep inside of him.
After a while days turned into weeks, weeks into months and before he knew it a whole year passed without not so much as a letter.
Still he kept looking out the window even as the rain fell and blurred out the world outside. Sometimes his eyes fooling him as he thought he caught a glimpse of them.
But deep down he knew, they would never return.