I dont want to know…

I commit. I decide. I make the choice. I go for it.

You reciprocate.

But then you maybe don’t.

I don’t want to know.

It’s been too long since I’ve had something real and I am blissfully ignoring the fact that you may or may not find this real enough to explore the possibility of what this could be.

Sitting here… I’m ignoring what I know. I’m choosing to rather be happy. But not with you. Just with me…