"Me, Myself, and I"
This is a conversation between three familiar people…
Me: Why did he make such a request to deny the pleasure of seeing me for a day…
Myself: Will one day turn into two? then three?
I: Well, I guess it really doesn't matter because IF he is the TRUTH he will be real and stand the test of TIME, whether days, weeks, or months
Me: But, I DON'T WANT TO GO THAT LONG!!! What is it about ME?
Myself: I guess I just have to WAIT and see…
I: But, in reality….I already know the outcome…I know that 'this' is not real, it's pretend, and it's an imitation of what 'love' has the potential to be, so I no longer need Me or Myself to further engage in this conversation because 'I' know what I must do. I must first show gratitude for the experience and regret nothing…then have the AUDASITY OF HOPE, hope for what 'this' feels like and knowing that it can ALWAYS be so much more. 'I' deserve more.
As for the 'pain'…there is none.
