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TheWriteGuy

Same.

Let me guess—you’re replaying your life decisions in your head a hundred different ways?

ReadToLiv

How do you always know?

TheWriteGuy

Writer instincts. Comes with the territory.

I smiled, already feeling more relaxed, lighter, just from talking to him. Just like I always did.

ReadToLiv

Can I ask you something?

TheWriteGuy

Always.

ReadToLiv

Do you ever … feel like you’re being pulled in two directions at once?

TheWriteGuy

All the time. Why?

I debated how much to say. How could I explain everything that I was thinking, feeling, without saying too much? But there was a part of me that wanted to tell him, thatneededto tell him.

ReadToLiv

Because there’s someone in my life right now who … I don’t know. He’s unexpected. He makes me feel things I wasn’t ready for. And then there’s you.

TheWriteGuy

… Me.

ReadToLiv

Yeah. You.

And I feel like I’m betraying one by wanting the other. Which doesn’t even make sense because technically, there’s nothing official with either of you. But my heart doesn’t seem to care about technicalities.

I stared at the blinking cursor after I sent it, pulse racing. Too much.I’d said too much.

TheWriteGuy

It’s not betrayal to feel. You’re allowed to want connection. You’re allowed to explore what makes you happy.

ReadtoLiv

But what if I get it wrong? What if I choose the wrong person and ruin everything?

TheWriteGuy