Rant for the Evening

I ask... not because I want to know.

But because I want to judge your reaction.

Not because I need an answer,
but because I want to see if you care.

I ask to hear your response, to see if you want to make me happy.
I ask to fish for compliments and to watch you squirm.
I ask to make my heart pound and to test our boundaries.

I ask not for the yes or the no
but for the look in your eye when you say it...

and although my pushing makes you angry I ask you for the truth.


I ask not for the question but for your reason.
I'm asking if you love me.