Work today was a drag.
Spent most of my time thinking.
Just thinking.
In fact, I've been doing that a lot lately.
It's been a confusing time.
I've been trying to figure some shit out.
And it doesn't help that the line
"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
You see, lately, I've been having impure thoughts about my neighbor's dog."
Yeah, that shit doesn't help.
'cept it's good for a little heckle every now and then.
Anyways, back to the point.
I've been thinking about whether or not this is a good idea.
The whole walking away.
But I figured, hell, maybe it is.
After all, you like him.
He can be your savior.
I'm sure he's been wanting that.
So, why are you holding back?
You know you like him.
You said it's okay cuz I moved on.
Never did I once say I moved on.
You only assumed.
Something that you said you wouldn't do.
Something that brought our relationship to a stand still.
But whatever.
What's done is done.
He's waiting to be with you.
Can't you see?
You like him.
He likes you.
It all works out.
I've been thinking.
Am I really past this?
Possibly.
There's no doubt I'm going to look back sometime down the road and reminisce.
There's no doubt I may regret walking away sometime down the road.
But that's life.
I'm forced to live with my regrets.
A whole lifetime's worth.
