I'll just turn away.

Solace can only be brought by terrible actions.
Acceptance of the new will not lead to comfort, turning away will.


The smiles, the giggles, the carless flirting will hurt.
For now, acceptance is impossible.
A promise of a full me repair will occur is out of line.
A promise that acceptance will one day occur is out of line.
A promise of any nature will be a lie.

Denial is not right but it does calm me.