I want to tell him to go away. I want to tell him I’m fine and that last night meant nothing to me and will never happen again. But I know neither is true. My heart has never soared beyond my chest, or fallen from my body like it does when it’s around him. Even if I want to ignore it, even if I harbor guilt for it, this isn’t something I can brush aside…and doing so wouldn’t be fair to him either.
