This time, I have gone as far as asking to see the apartment. This time, I may not turn back.
"May". Take a stand, please.
I've been grappling as to the reasons why I have suddenly moved it forward an inch, again. Almost everyone of my close friends would now have heard, from me, how unhappy I am. Should I let this go on for the next 50 years? The correct answer, is no. If he asked tomorrow, would I say yes? The answer, is no.
But if M didn't appear in my life again, would I have started feeling this way again? I don't want the reason to be M. This matters to me as much as the issue at the heart of the matter. After all, I've been one foot out of the door for some time now. For... as long as I can remember. I have thought of acting on it, but did not. And I sort of have, now. Is it because the presence of M has emboldened me?
Single at 30, soon. I will become a statistic. And the thing is, I don't know if I mind so much.
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