How I know

How I know I’m not a little girl anymore:  I don’t read into things that were never said, words implied but not stated, promises…in general, until they there’s action.  I don’t imagine things that didn’t happen, nor repeat moments that were small & make them bigger than what they are.

On the other hand I have missed some subtleties in gestures as they were so small I couldn’t see them.  I know for some, a little thing is so very big…but if it’s so minimal I can barely feel it, how would I even know?

So if you like me, let me know.

If you love me, say so.