"But you never asks me one thing." He whisper, slowly.
I turn around. "What?" My voice was barely there, but I know he listened. He always did.
"Stay."
I just look at him. Waiting for him to continue.
He breath for few moments. "Stay. You never asks me to stay."
Anger build up within me, and I start screaming. "You know what? Maybe - just maybe because I need not you to stay!"
He look down, shaking his head, and walk. Away. Not staying.
I just look at his retreating back. After make sure that he no longer visible, a tear falls from my eyes. "Maybe... I want you to stay."
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