"Is that all you want?"
His question was as simple as that yet it wasn't.
Words got stuck on my tongue, my mind repeating the question in my mind again and again. My throat dries, why? I knew how to answer his questions yet I couldn't seem to make myself do it.
My heartbeats got loud enough to be heard from afar. My body was paralyzed. Was that an indication that one word could change my life forever?
What would happen to me if I said something he didn't want to listen to or maybe that was what he was waiting for?
Numerous thoughts clouded my judgment. In the jungle of mess, I didn't know what to choose, or which way to move. I didn't move at all.
I better stay silent.
Perhaps that would be the best answer, I thought.
Though our thoughts didn't match. He took my silence as a 'No' which I wanted to say inspired by a big and bulky part of my heart.
