Remembrance

Listening to a friend tell me the other day about her man asking her in exasperation, "What do you Want?" I found myself reacting oddly.

This is it. This is the axe falling, the end of time.
This is the knife edge upon which fate hangs in the balance.

What do you Want?

I know the answer now.

I want us to be happy.

That's all. That's all I want.