Why are you sad?

"Why are you sad?", he asked in a very blunt, yet calm way. He said it in the same way one would phrase, "Would you like a piece of gum?".

"Why are you sad?". Is this like when someone asks, say "How are you?", and you are suppose to smile and say "Fine"?

How frightening, does he really want to know?

I start to ramble a quick, light heart, yet truthful summary. Pausing so often to make light of my situation with a joke, it was painfully obvious I was frightened. My heart ached. I could physically feel all the things I've kept buried start to bubble to the surface.. With a quick jolt, I bit my lip, paused and I quickly shut them off. I ended my answer with a nervous laugh, and a apologetic comment, that I meant to sound cheerful. I am hoping that it might hide my feelings -- fright, timidness, and vulnerability. "Oh, but that is probably a much too detailed explanation to your simple question."

Then he did it. He made me shiver with just words. "I want to get as detailed as you want." -- Did he realize what he was saying at the time??! I just half-laughed, and told him to be careful what he said, or else he would get it. Just as he stated his original question, he stated "I never say things I don't mean".

So I told him why I was sad. Then we played Reversi.

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