The Question

I’m on the phone and I have things through my mind. I sit there and he asks me a question, a question that was troubling me for a second. I’m thinking what answer I should give away. Asking myself why he’d come up with this question after so long. He got me good, 5 points. He waits to hear my respond and I let him know that I cannot answer him right that minute. He understood and just simply said think about it. So I have thought for the remainder of the night. Spending about 2 hours so far I thought I made up my mind and found the answer. I decided to delay telling him because I wasn't’t ready for his reaction to it. Still puzzled by him asking me the shocking question my heart falls for the mistake he made. I’m there confused rather I should take him back, wondering if I’m doing something stupid or I should reconsider. I stay quiet reminiscing on how he let me go, how he hurt me twice, and yet I’m ready to let him in my heart again. I let him know what he put me through. Calling me in about a month later after the disturbance, expecting things will be alright. I still sit there on the phone keeping quiet thinking hard about life, him and…. his son. Yea, his son the main character for based on the disturbance. He tells me how he loves his son and broke the shocking news. It started to hurt me for something I had nothing to do with. I mean it’s sad and I see him going through it. Moments later he talks about how he spends time with him and others. There was something odd though. I mean he told me that he broke up with her and how she’s foolish and cheats. I told him she’s bull and he says he doesn’t want to talk about her. He told me his reason for asking the question and I still hold my answer towards him. I’m thinking trying to make the decision to tell him, he’s falling asleep and I thought right there that it was my shot to tell him. I say it slowly trying to get the words, I tend to hesitate and then….he didn’t respond. I’m there holding my breathe about to explode saying to myself say something. He gave me a brake and told me he understood. For the rest of the night we fell asleep, But at the same time still thinking about the question he asked and the answer he received from me…decided that I was safe.