Would I ever talk to you again?
That's the question I was asked today.
I knew what my answer should've been, but it wasn't the same as the answer I gave.
I knew I should've told them no way, that I was just going to move on and forget you and whatever you want to call what we had.
But the more I started to think about it, the more I realized that wasn't the real answer.
If I'm completely honest, I don't think that's what I would say at all.
Because there's at least 10% of me that would definitely talk to you again.
Because I do still think we could work out.
If we finally figured it out, we could probably work.
So I then said that if the planets were aligned, and you came back and reached out to me, I would at least hear you out.
So that 10% of me then became 25%.
And if that happened, I would ask you to meet up somewhere and talk everything over.
Because after all this, we simply just have to just figure it out.
I mean tell me how you go from flirting to not talking, to just friends, to telling you I still like you, to flirting again, not talking again, telling me you're moving back, to dating?
I don't think its ever been done.
So now that I had thought of every possible scenario where I would talk to you again, and I give them my answer.
I realize that my measly 10%, has now become at least 45%.
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