Tango

I don't even know how to begin writing this. I'm exhausted enough as it is. I should be sleeping just about now but instead I'm still here at the office.

I like him. I really do. Sometimes I even feel like I love him.

but

I realize I could still like other people too.

When I asked him if he is also seeing someone else, I was hoping for an absolution.

Or an excuse.

And sometimes, the answer that I'm hoping for is what I don't get.