“I enjoy our time but it feels temporary and conditional, I want you but I don’t need you. I will keep pushing you away. We are quite different so it isn’t that hard to think you’d agree.” are the words I cannot bring myself to say.

My hip bones no longer ache for him. I am sinking into the feeling of accepting myself and where I’m at, but I didn’t think to check for passengers on deck. I am a boat and the shore is never where I was meant to be.