He just stood there.
Part of me knew I should do something, but it wasn’t the part of me that was going to. The moments lingered; no matter how much time was passing the outcome was still not to change.
The thrill of his prior gazes is lost and no longer. We were alone now and it seemed silly to have secrets, but awkward to speak the truth. It was over. He just stood there, as I remained seated. I was use to sharing distance glances, but this spoke of something different. Even if he wanted to, he never will.
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