1: Hey, I need to talk to you later. Dinner?
2: But aren’t we talking right now?
1: We are, yeah.
2: So? What is it that you can’t talk about but you plan to talk to me about it later? I mean, what’s the difference if you talk to me right now, right here?
1: The time is different, the place is different …
2: … but the persons are the same …
1: … I figure you will say that …
2: … and what are you waiting for?
1: What I am waiting for? A lot. I am waiting, in fact, I have been waiting for that one … moment … to gather my strength and guts to say to you that for the past few months, nothing excites me more than seeing your name on my phone. Your unexpected calls, your laughter, your silly jokes, your nonsensical humor, your work stories that make me grateful for my crappy job, your hilarious self that have made my days and made me addicted for it. So yes, that’s the truth. I have enjoyed your company. But I can’t define this … enjoyment. I don’t know what that is. Is it a crush? I don’t know. I’m not sure what it is. But what I am sure of is that you, you … are one very kind person, and I want to stay spending time with you, until I figure out what the thing is. Only if you let me. There. I am sorry. Again. God knows how many times I said ‘sorry’ to you today.
(pause)
1: So?
2: Wow.
1: Yeah.
2: I don’t know what to say …
1: … I don’t expect you to say anything …
2: … but I know what to do …
1: Huh?
2: … because I am still here. And I will. I’ll stay. But, will you?
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Nauval Yazid & His Words. 