over drinks and wordless music they ask, "do you miss her? do you still love her?" i laugh and scoff and it's boisterous and insincere. i **** my shoulders and sip my drink, and leave it at that.
i never give them a solid answer other than ambiguous shrugs. i don't care if they've noticed. they poke and tease, occasionally sloshing their drinks, yet they never insist for more, for which i am grateful.
besides, how do i begin to explain that saying no feels like a lie but saying yes feels like an injustice?