— …and you think she’s waiting for you?
— I don’t know. I hope so. I just… want to be waited for somewhere.

— Did you tell her that?
— I’d rather say, “Forget me.”
— Why?
— Because I don’t want to be another pain in her life.

— Are you sure you’re pain, not a chance?
(silence)
— No. I’m not sure of anything when I look in her eyes. It’s all too real. And that’s scary.

…

I was sitting there, holding a cup of coffee.
Pretending to read.
But my hands were shaking from what I heard.

How often do we stay silent when we should speak?
Hide when we want to come closer?
Push someone away when we’re really saying, “Please, stay”?

I don’t know how their conversation ended.
But I do know — we’ve all had those moments.
When someone was too scared to love us.
And we were too scared to show we already do.