I think I want to go to lunch with him, or maybe I just feel I should go to lunch with him to keep moving forward in my life, but I don't want anything more than lunch. I can't picture myself ever holding another man's hand, kissing him, or more.
I know it's just lunch, but goodness what a flood of emotion the very thought of having lunch with another man brings. Avoiding heartache is my favorite excuse for hiding inside myself.