Dilemma.!

And there she was, waiting for him all the while. In the hope that he would come for once. But what really was she waiting for ?

Was it him ?? Or was she searching for that escape route which she somewhere wanted but did not want to accept.

But why didn't she accept that. She knew it but maybe she was afraid. Afraid of what? Maybe him? Maybe herself? Maybe time?

Maybe anything!

But was that maybe even needed.

Well, all she was afraid was of her feelings. Period.