Chapter ４０

The weight of my loss stretches out and hits me. This just validates what I already knew: that my emotions were biased. Even he doesn't want things to end in a tangle. He'd rather have me quietly go from his life forever than have to clumsily let me down softly. Indeed, that's something to be thankful for. Exactly what I had in mind!

Why, therefore, do I feel as if someone has their hand around my neck and is pressing as hard as they can?

Numb, To my right, I turn and fumble down the hall. I pause in front of the hotel desk, where stationary sits, and wonder what I could possible write that wouldn't seem like I was asking him for more or shaming what we've shared. Except… If this is how it ends, did we really share anything?

To put it simply, I've finally gotten what I was looking for.

Who knows? Maybe someday I'll be able to accept it as true.