I am OK. I think I might have lied a tiny bit as I was processing (mulling it all over), but I am OK. Everything was more of a “bit of reality” than a sadness or a hurt. I think I just had to really think about the difference between wanting and needing. The red light started flashing again (as it has been for weeks now).
But I am OK. Not for a few moments, but I am again– now. I am not hurt. Not even a bit. A little disappointed? Sure. How could I not be?
But like I said, I am OK.
I just still hope you don’t regret it, though. And I hope the same for me.
Because part of me really wants— well— actually I don’t think I will say it. Trust me, I know that it sounds like I am going to say something obvious, but it’s not. Though, maybe I will leave the rest of that comment for another rainy day.
I really have to stop being so damn honest all the time.
