indifferent?

miss c asked me why i did it.  he's not good enough and he shouldn't be allowed to enter my life.

i said i don't see why not.

to be honest, i wasn't quite convinced by my equivocal answer to that very specific question, so it's understandable that she frowned in disapproval.  obviously she was displeased.  but i was even more so, by her disapproval.  mind your own business, biatch, i thought.

if you are indifferent you could've just kept him around, commented miss c.

soon enough i realized there is a chance that she was telling me good advice.  why is he treating me so nicely?  why is he so sure that i'm the right girl?

maybe he isn't?

and it hit me, damn, maybe i'm more than indifferent.