'anything but that'.

He said girl, you are amazing! I'd do whatever you want for you.

He said the worlds, they came out of his mouth, he was to take responsibility for them, so I made that face, that girly face that says all I could ever want from you is love.

I made that face that I promised myself so many times that I would never put on. That face that from my point of view separated the strong from the weak, but for him, I dared being weak. So I crossed the line and I showed him the face. And he showed me how weak I had become.

He looked at me, understood the face and said "anything but that".

What could I do? I wanted to cry my heart out. He destroyed me right there with just three mere words, "anything but that".

Now all the happy memories are tarnished, all my dreams and delusions of friendship growing into love are dead. Every smile of him toward my way is a reminder of that tragic moment. Each time his soft lips say my name, all I hear is "everything but that".

And all I can do is wonder, wonder how can it be so hard to give love and how can you hurt so easily?