Page 84 of Love Unforgettable
Kat: If it were that easy to tell, no one would ever be able to have an affair.
Remi: True.
Me: Ugh. Okay. Well, I’ll need your opinion on what to wear tomorrow night.
Kat: Duh.
Remi: Of course.
Me: Love you!
Kat: Love you back!
Remi: Love you, sleep well!
I think I feel better but it’s hard to tell. Not to belabor the point, but what is wrong in my head, in my psyche, that I hung on for so long, and kept going back for more. Who does that?
Broken people.
I’m not broken.
Okay, cracked people.
I have no business getting involved with anyone else. Even if I’m not broken, I’m cracked. And clearly, I have no self-respect, or I never would have let this happen. Although, I only went back once. Well, and then this last time too.
Shit.
The worst thing is that I held onto nothing for so long. What does that say about me? Is it the fantasy that becomes so appealing? The unknown? It must be. Everyone knows that reality is never as good as the imagination.
