Hoping Vs Playing Dumb

I think it's quite obvious. Yes, perhaps I shouldn't insist or even hope for anything more. I'm probably just being selfish.

My heart is breaking, and I can't help it.

But give me some time. I'll deal with it. With Abba Father's help, I can.

Hoping versus playing dumb - it's a thin line in between. But eventually, one would have to take a side. Either way, it's going to be painful in the process. Yet, sitting on the fence would just be...really dumb.

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