Nothing Left to Lose

“I’m busy” he said.
“I know” I replied. I chanced a brief look into his eyes but retreated at his chin. We walked further down the sidewalk, towards his car.
He slowed pace and soon we came to a stop. “It’s just that…” He trailed off.
“Now would be an appropriate time for that song ‘Don’t Speak.’” He looked at me, I mustered a half smile. “So you know where I’m going then.”
“I may be perceived to be naïve, but I usually know what’s going on.” He looked at the ground. “But we still need to hang out once in awhile.”
“Of course” I replied incredulously.
A brief hug ensued. “Take care” I said.

The spell had been broken. I guess you could say I was set free. I had to learn a lesson from him, and I think I did. Pain is a warning that something is wrong. I couldn’t live in that limbo. There was nothing more to lose, no more heart to bruise. Sometimes goodbye is best. But it doesn’t make it any easier.