"They were sitting on the rooftop of her house, silently.
Their hands intertwined, her heart beating faster than anyone could ever imagine.
He looked at her like she would has been a worth millions of dollars piece of art, asking her how she has been because they didn't get to see each other a lot lately.
She looked at the skyline, telling him that she was fine.
That her life couldn't be better and with him as a friend it was even more perfect.
But deep inside, she wasn't.
She was breaking.
No, not only breaking.
She was dying slowly, painfully and kinda lonely.
The reason? She loved him but she couldn't tell him and she knew that he didn't like her too.
At least not like that.
She really thought so.
She was also afraid of letting herself fall because of her past where she got hurt so often and experienced so much pain because of "love". However, it was nothing compared to what she was feeling at this moment.
She was asking herself all the time, why couldn't he loved her back?
Didn't she deserve it?
No, that wasn't it, she knew that.
She knew her worth.
Still, she thought that life was unfair.
They got along so good.
She loved him so much and he didn't.
She loved how the first thing he did in the morning was grabbing his guitar and make some music.
She loved how he ate his muffins, slowly and how he enjoyed every single bite.
She loved his mind.
She loved all of him.
But Even if he was sitting right next to her ,so near, she felt so far away.
The feeling that she couldn't change anything about this situation destroyed her.
She needed someone to breathe her back to life.
Someone who would've saved her.
Even if it wasn't him. -rest in the comments-