Flirting is so much more fun. I usually decipher sentences, wanting them to mean something more, wanting to bring it one step further. But this morning, I did not. We chat and I teased about things he said. It was fun. I had my share of laughter.
But is flirting a danger to my heart? Will I still remember that I was just flirting and none of it meant anything when it comes the time he needs to leave? I will. I will make sure I remember the promise I made to myself. A promise has to be kept. When he goes away, I will not let him hurt me and will not blame myself.
For now, flirting is fun and life is adventurous when we take risks. So who cares?
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