Here's what it took for me to get over you:
Someone from another farm flirting with me, even after I asked about his wife. More than that though was the way I caught him looking at me. It's what I've been waiting to see. I'm ok with not holding that. I'm ok with it not being permanent. His stare is what I've wanted for so long. No one in Providence has been giving it to me. Now I have it. Now I know it's out there.
And I can have it again. I don't have to settle.
That's what I want to say to you. I don't need you to validate me. I can remember those eyes last night and that smile. The gaze and his hand on my back.
I can remember another guy, drunk, sleeping in the bed beside mine. I can remember our acute awareness of each other. "I didn't take advantage of him, but I think he wanted me to." Did you see that? I have self control.
From me to you feels further than miles.
From me to you feels like decades.