"Why do you like me?"

"Why do you like me?"
....
??

the question was out of blue..
it was in middle of discussion...
those eyes : working their way through the pause we hit..

it was her way of bowling me out...
she must ve thought about it...all night..
maybe : she was advised on this 'surprise' way of asking - important questions..

I smiled..
being put in awkward spot..
but her eyes : went even more : shiney..

she really wanted an answer....

i dint have any...
she would ve liked..

i did have any 'base' measure of 'liking' at 40..

"i like your name"...

but she would not settle for 'less'...

she smiled harder : if it was possible...

her quantum-ness : radiating throught the 'screen' of 32 inches full hd of it...

every second : seemed amplified..

"what ?? thats silly"...

"I dont know : i like the name : isnt that enough logic?"

she settled : as if she wanted a hole conversation of it..
a whole poem of her weirdness : the transparency of it...
she liked it : but cannot 'love' it..

for this : was the last days of it..
her 'weighing' the 'choices'..
would she say 'truth'..
or would appear : page 3 successful : a promotion : biggest great years of her dream life...

// season 2 : missing episode.

further thoughts...

u asked me out ... 🙂
: would not have sounded : romanchik 😁 🥰