You’re feeling okay, you guess. You still feel troubled and angry and anxious and worried and mad and upset and disappointed. You still feel hurt.
But you also feel tired. And right now, you don’t even feel like talking to him.
At the same time, you’re also feeling kind of okay. And maybe that’s okay.
Maybe this space will cure everything. Maybe you’ll feel better about him.
You wonder if he’s thinking about you too. Or if he’s talking to them right now, maybe about you, of how he loves you. That thought makes you feel a little better Well at least, you hope he’s thinking about you.
He’s almost all you think about.