“As friends.” He removes my hand from his chest and leaves, sending my mind back into an unstoppable tailspin. I want to chase after him. I want to tell him I want so much more than just friends. But I know there’s no use. He’s closed off. What’s done is done and it’s probably best that way. And yet, part of me feels so sad. You’re clearly supposed to be together, but you can’t figure it out.
