To Forgive or Simply Forget

The friend whom I had a falling out with last month is trying to get in contact with me in a roundabout way as I am heading to Philly, where she lives, for some work training this week. I am not ready to see her, and I am certainly not ready to talk to her. I do not think I am angry at her anymore, but I do feel a little bitter towards her. I am just done with her, written her off already, and I have no desire to backtrack.

I am a dreamer, hopeful, and I need to see what is out there for me, try it, give it a shot, no regrets ~ if I get hurt so be it, but I do not think I will. My mind, body and heart tell me that my love is not a fluke, he is real, he is true and that is it ~ no one else needs an explanation as long as I know what is in my heart. I do not need someone to stomp on my hopes for something better, for me, for love. I could be the bigger person and open the door for her, but I don't want to - so I won't.