Working makes the pain less. But knowing that he wants to talk also makes the pain less. So I don't know what's really responsible.
I shouldn't think. He doesn't think. That's how he copes. But what happens when one day you start thinking and you're really not over that person? Better to realise now the cold reality than to continue wishing until you just wane away.
N.B. I've decided that him dying would be much worse. Just because I would never want to wish ill upon him.
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