What do I do?

Locked to a very few people. People I trust...who worry same as I do. Because I am worried. Two conversations: the first with Ayoka. It may not have been my place to mention Bri to her - but at the time I did, I had no idea that he hadn't said a word to her. Maybe I would have, if I had thought about it. Because there would be no reason for him to do so. But I did tell her about the girl with her head curled up on his shoulder, and she was happy for him. ---- She pages, "Mmm, dunno. I'm happy for him. A bit of...residual jealousy that I really have no right to feel, but mostly happy for him. Why?" (remotely) Ayoka smiles. "Seems so. It's a childish reaction to the memory of him saying that he'd always love me. Don't worry about it She pages, "I'm happy where I am, and if he's happy where he is, then I'm glad for him." --- I don't know. Am I out of my mind, to think that those are the words of a woman who's moving on with her life? --- (remotely) Wren shakes his head. "Don't mind me." Wren pages, "Feeling like a bit of a slimeball, worried about Bri, knowing this probably won't work, what else is there...." (to Wren) Vita sighs softly. "Can I ask what you two decided? What I heard from her was that there was 'still a lot to work out' but that you were going to try." Wren pages, "we need to talk more still...I don't know. I to.d her I was confused, and would like to stay with her, but...I just feel like it's not going to work. Mostly because of me..." (remotely) Wren is afraid he mostly decided to try again because he couldn't stand seeing her cry Wren has received your page: "Because of Cyb? Have you talked to cyb about this at all?" Wren pages, "Not especially, no" Wren pages, "I don't have any friggin free TIME to talk to her" (to Wren) Vita mms. I can see that. Just seems like if you're going to make decisions based on your feelings for her that you should at least be sure you know how she feels. Wren pages, "every waking second, and most of the sleeping ones are either here at work, or with lil" Wren pages, "I honestly don't think it matters much how she feels" Wren has received your page: "No?" Wren pages, "Not to how I'll feel still. " Wren pages, "she could probably tell me it'll never happen, and I'd still hope." (remotely) Wren sighs. "I don't know (to Wren) Vita sighs softly. (remotely) Wren needs to go (to Wren) Vita nods. Wren pages, "she's happy now, and for now, that's all that matters, we'll worry about the future later" ---- Am I wrong, to be worried? I don't know what to do, I don't know what to say. This isn't about love any more. This is about holding on to a dream that has shaped your life for so long that you do not know how to let go of it.

What do I do?