Neither seemed likely. My heart was tired.
Then I met Jill. Great girl. Pretty, kind, funny, affectionate; everything you'd want.
Tonight, she took my hand and said she loved me and wanted to be with me forever.
Wasn't expecting that.
I hated to, but I told her the truth. I only liked her, I didn't love her and probably never would.
She left here crying.
So, this is winning, huh? It feels awful.