She’ll smile and listen to everything you say. She’s interested in the same things you are.Â
She’ll laugh at your jokes. She’ll be afraid to show how much she wants to be near you. But she’ll never tell you that she likes you -- and you don’t want to screw up.
Not again.
So you don’t tell her that you like her. Because the two last times you told a girl you liked them were the two last times you lost a friend.
She looks at you. The last time you see her. You look at her. You see something in her eyes, but... you can’t lose her. You can’t risk leaning in, because you’ll just lose her.
So you don’t.
and then you lose her, anyway, because she really wanted you to kiss her -- and you broke her heart when you just said “Goodbye”, and left.
Fuck.