We talked about it. About everything we needed to clear our heads. To wrap our minds around this. And Im happy. And I think we're ready. I think IM ready. To move on to that next step. To take eachothers hands and mesh together. Its been a few months. And its been a few tears. But I think that Im able to move on. I think, this time.. I know I wont get hurt. And I think that its going to happen. Not now. But soon. And when it does. I think I might enjoy myself. I think I might just feel loved. Wanted. Needed. Loved. Not used. Together. Human. Alive. Flesh.