“are you in love?’ chris asked.
i stared back at his smiling face without answering. i didn’t understand the question but knew enough that asking him to clarify it would lead me to look stupid so i said nothing.
“are you in lust?” chris asked next, still smiling.
i returned his smile with that question, wondering what gave the words different meanings and still not understanding what he was asking.
ten seconds went by and they felt like an hour.
“well what are you?” he asked, showing the first signs of frustration.
“what?” i wondered.
another limitation i thought to myself.
what if i’m a why?
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