You know, I'm okay with it.
I'm okay with the fact that that I took a chance. I like that I did. It didn't work out, you wouldn't let it work out, even though you didn't exactly say that in so many words.
I'm still proud of myself. I did a big-girl thing. I am strong. I am.
I don't know where this is going, or if we meet up, what we're gonna say....what I'm gonna say.
And I'm not going to act like I don't still care about you.....a lot.
But it happened. And although it hurts, I would have regretted a lot more not taking a chance.
Life will go on. In some direction. I just don't know which yet.