Sunday, June 23, 2024

Hope

I’m reading her email, but not the screenshots. There are a few from her personal blog (she has several). They were all about hope—the hope I consistently shattered. It’s not her fault if she doesn’t believe in me. I won’t give her any false hope. I won’t discuss ‘us.’ I want to talk about anything else. I’ve destroyed her dreams, our dreams, too many times. She’s a smart woman who learns from her mistakes. She won’t repeat the same mistake. She’s in good hands now, living a fulfilling life. I shouldn’t disrupt her world with my selfish aspirations. I’ll control my words, emotions, and thoughts to avoid hurting her.