I was taken aback by that simple question. But I answered that's it's okay with me if "that" happens anyway. But I wasn't really thinking during that time. If I was then I'd probably answered - or even shouted - NO! Of course not. If that happens, then I'd probably die (figuratively) in pain. I'd probably never ever ever talk again. And I'd probably rush the months just to end the school year. And the suffering. But then, I'd still have to face it. I'd still have to accept the fact that it would happen. I'd still have to keep in mind that I do not hold the decisions made by people and even when I do, I do not have the right to keep them from making those decisions. It hurts to think about it. Just picturing them together tears me apart. Yes. Not just my heart, but "me" apart. I guess I fell hard. Soo hard that I could not rise from the fall. That it may take me awhile to be able to stand and say "I'm freakin' okay". Right now, I'm trying to figure ways just to ease the future pain (if ever it comes). And I sure could think of a lot. But what I'm never sure of is if I'd be able to perform those with tears forcefully kept behind my eyes. I'm used to being in pain. But I'm not used to being in pain because of him.
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