He won't ever know it's about him

Avoiding him like the newly discovered plaqued, she makes up her mind whether to ever talk to him again.Opening and closing her phone till she's worn a dozen scratches into the screen.In and out of a daze like some sort of psychosis brought on by a disease.She can't focus let alone merely eat.Doesn't even wanna think about ever seeing him let alone hearing him.Then when he does call she stares....Like a hot coal hers goes ice cold.He wants to see her of course but she doesn't know how to say the profounded so she agrees.She climbs in and blabbers like a lifeless dumby cheerful as a bumblebee but as dead as a doornail in between.She can't handle the pain. He looks so happy.So beautiful.That face.That face she once held.She once kissed.She once touched so delicately.She has to slap him playfully just to touch it.Then of course he has to ruin it with a rude comment that he means only by way of teasing but it still gets her rialed up.Then she starts clamming up again.She's had about enough of all that she can take.But the worse has yet to come.She stares out to the window and she bites her toungue as hard as possible but it is of no use.He prods her to speak but it is of no use.He threatens to go home and she threatens that she doesnt care.And he asks her.............................................................................................No reply.She's trying her hardest not to let the dam burst.But there's trickles.Maybe, she thinks, it's just dark enough that he won't notice.But he does. Unfortunately.And he asks. "Are you crying?"Of course she plays it off that she merely yawned and trying to be cheerful yet again, but it just coulnd't work.The eveining was ruined.She never wanted it to begin with.Why couldnt he go to the creek like he wanted to go in the first place?She then went to her room and cried....and cried....and cried....But she couldn't understand why.She still can't fathem the reason why she thinks about him and cares for him.Especially when it causes her so much grief.Sometimes she thinks, its so much better when they DON'T communicate at all, but it's so much harder when they live so close together.....