Matthew was sitting quietly, enjoying the scenery, and drinking his straight black coffee in the small coffee shop. I admired him from my own table. How could I not? He was georgous, to me at least.

I had been in love with Matthew for some time now, but I never had the confidence to tell him; well, not until now. I had to tell him today; because after today, I would be sent across the country to attend this “prestigious” school.

My hands were shaking as I lifted my own coffee cup, some of the drink spilling onto my hands. As much as I was nervous though, I had to tell him. I had to.

After a few more minutes of fighting with my own thoughts, I somehow managed to take the step and start walking over to his table.

“Do you mind if I sit?” I asked, my voice betraying me.

“Hey Jessie, yeah of course. Go ahead.” Matthew said. His devilous eyes looking at me.

I scooting the chair up to the table as it squeaked. Great, something to make this interaction even more awkward.

I cleared my throat before speaking again. “Listen, Matthew, I have something I really want to tell you.” I managed to mutter out.

“Hm? What? Is everything alright.” Matthew asked, suddenly worried.

“No, no. Everything’s alright. Um it’s actually about you, matter of fact.” I say as I findle with my fingers underneath the table.

“About me?” He asked, curious. Although curiousity did kill the cat.

Suddenly I opened up my mouth and blanked. Everything that I had been withholding from him spewed out my mouth like bile. After I was finished, Matthew could only look at me with two emotions.

Pity and horror.

My stomach dropped.

He coughed awkwardly before responding. “Listen Jessie… you’re a great person, don’t get me wrong. But I don’t really feel the same way as you. I think you’re amazing… but as a friend. I hope this doesn’t get between us.” He says before scratching the back of his neck.

“Mhm.” Was all I could muster out. I feel like someone just took out my lungs, heart, and throat. I wanted to puke. Why am I such a fool.

Why did I think he would actually like me back.

Why.

I couldn’t loose him though, I loved him too much. So before saying anything I could regret, I just stood up and walked out of that damned coffe shop.

I mean at least we’re still friends, right?

Yeah, right. At least I still have him.