The Question.

It was around 10:30 pm when I sent him a message.

"I'm about to sleep. Do you want to ask your question now?"

Apparently, he told me he wanted to ask something but he knew I was busy working so he said he'd ask me before we go to sleep. He replied in a heartbeat.


"You remembered."


I guess I can't deny how special he is to me. I think about him often now, unlike before, when I used to take him for granted.

The question he said he was ashamed of asking kept me thinking the whole day and I just couldn't let the day end without me knowing it. When he asked about it, he was sorry. He said it was a question out of curiosity. I said it was okay. I didn't find the question offensive. I guessed it was a typical question that guys ask girls when their relationship with each other is kind of levelling up.

I don't know if ours is progressing but, whatever. I don't give a damn about the question probably because I know that my answer is just real and simple. My answer should keep him interested. I know it adds up to my market value.

Figured yet what his question was?