Puzzled

When he didn't know who else to speak to about this, he went up to his best friend.

He knocked on her door. She opened the door and he walked right in. They hadn't spoken for a long time and now that he had come up to her, she knew he was in an awry situation.

So they got straight to the point. "What's going on? I know you are here 'coz of her. But now that she's gone, its too late for you to be taking my advice or looking for answers."

He didn't think she'd say anything else, than what he already knew. But he just wanted to put his word forward. So he sat her down and talked. He told her how much he was in love. How she had turned his world around and made him a responsible man. But then she was a world renowned artist and he was just a small time entrepreneur. "She is rich and famous.  I have a successful business but what do I have to offer that she can't have?"

"It's not about stuff, you idiot. It never is", she growled. "Why can't guys get that? Stuff is a substitute of what we accept when we don't get what we want."

"What do women really want?"

"We want to matter." she said. "We want to be the most important part of your world. We want to know you'd be lost without us, that you ache when we are gone and count the hours for us to return. We'll give you our lives forever, if you just make us believe that."

- Note this is not entirely an original write-up but parts of it are an extract from a novel I read. Due credit to the writer for the same."