You can't change the rules and think everyone else is just going to keep playing. I know what her hair smells like, but I can't get close enough to her to press my face into it. I know how soft her skin is on every part of her body, but I can't touch it. I knowwhat she tastes like, but I can't kiss her. I'm not allowed anymore; so why should I torture myself with being around her, just so I can say we're still friends?

Author: Katja Millay