It didn’t hurt me this time, it just solidified what I already knew – about you.

We crossed paths a bit ago. I was hesitant. Brunch was quiet. I felt nothing. You came back over to sleep. I felt nothing. You left in the morning. I felt nothing.

It was the fact that I felt nothing that made me so deeply sad.

I never thought in a million lifetimes that you would make me feel nothing.

Is this progress? Pain? A beginning? The end? It saddened me. I needed time to figure it out.

It was taking too long, honestly. But I had taken enough time for myself, and it was time for you.

I called still not having figured it out.




Every time you do this I am pushed farther.

Every time you do this I feel even less.

Every time you do this I –


I think I understand now.