[She found herself pausing for a moment. She knew she had made the choice, but she never honestly thought about if it truly made her happy. It didn't make her sad either to have to give something up, but a part of her wondered if maybe that was because she figured love was to never come her way anyway.

To never expect it made it easier at least. So with a small smile she at least knew how to answer.]

Of course, I am. I mean there is always a possibility of change, but honestly, I am not sad about it never possibly happening. I mean after all, you are someone I love too. A different kind of love, but it's the same.