I sat and cried for an hour. I knew she wouldn’t be mine. I wanted to
hold her hand and have her smiling at me. I would have to settle on
knowing she would be my friend, as long as she never learned how I
really felt about her.
I cleaned up, fed the cats, and went to bed. There wasn’t anything
else to do, no place to go, no way to fix it so I didn’t feel this
I hid it pretty well the next day, she couldn’t know what I was
looking for in her. Just one clue she’d return the feelings I had. It
was all I really wanted to see.