a question

 a short piece.

"today i looked in the mirror and asked myself a question. 

i asked myself, “don’t you want to be loved by someone capable of loving you back?” the answer came surprisingly swiftly and solidly — and it wasn’t a yes, but it wasn’t quite a no, either. 

it was a yes in the sense that i do want to be loved. 

it was a no in the sense that what i want is to be loved by you — a you who cannot. a you who chose to leave. a you who said not right now. a you who i know is capable of loving deeply and fully, but not of loving me. 

don't you want to be loved by someone capable of loving you back? 

yes // no"