I could not talk to her when things are good, why now. I think we left it well enough. Let it be that. I need my sleep and my thoughts. I was very OK, until I got the invite to go to tango. I have wonderful soulmates to tend to at home, instead of worrying about someone who is, although misled, very happy where they are, but would like to drag me along so that she knows that I am still occupy.