‘Are you happy?’
These three words never fail to leave me in wonder everytime when he asks me out of the blue.
Am I happy? Am I contented with the relationship I am in right now? The truth is, I really don’t know. Part of me just feels like giving up, and the other part wants to hang onto it tightly, never wanting to let go.
I really like you, I really do. But I just hope you would show it too? Forgive me if I cannot truly see. I just hope that you will give a little more in this relationship. I foresee an indubitably tough year ahead. Loads of tears and solitude I anticipate. False hopes and noticeable separation.
Oh God, just give me a sign. Anything will do. For I am lost, confused and haunted by this three simple words. What should I answer in the course of encountering this question again?