Admittedly, it was a lot. But he didn’t have to run away! And he wouldn’t have, not if he felt for me what I felt for him. That was the sad truth of it. He hadn’t felt what I felt. He hadn’t imagined a future for us, not really. He’d just been playing with an idea. Playing with my heart. He’d told me right from the start he wasn’t interested in a serious relationship, hadn’t he? Nothing that would lead to love, marriage, a family.
