An ambiguous reality.

"I will be with you always..."

Those words brought comfort, but not assurance.

I wanted so much to reach over and hold your hand. Yet, it felt like there was an invisible wall between us. Throughout the 30 minute journey, I simply could not reach out to you.

When you reached over and touched me, I wanted deep down inside to turn my head to smile back at you, like I always did. I didnt. I just looked out of the window, not knowing what to do.

Somehow, part of me acknowledges that the story is the way you said it. The intention in your messages puts me off. I told you last night I can't do this alone. You said you'll always be with me.

I hope its true. I really do.

Since I've given you and us another chance, you said for us to put this all behind us and come out stronger. You said we will.

I remember every single thing that you said. I'm holding you to that.

Meanwhile, I need time to heal, to patch myself up.

Its not gonna be easy to go back to where we came from.