“what do you want me to say?” he asked.

“i don’t know,” she replied.

she knows that life sometimes makes the choices for you and she didn’t want him to ask her to stay or tell her to leave.  it wasn’t what she wanted him to say rather than what she really wanted him to do: read her mind.

lately, she was in a state of flux—a little frustrated, a tad happy, a bit sad, and much ambivalence towards her fate.  all she wanted was something that she could never say aloud: to be babied. 

most days she was fine but at just that one moment she wanted to collapse under the stress and into the arms of a man, to be held and told that everything would work itself out.