"Well, why didn't you just say something to me, like, 'I love you'?" asked Lissa.
"I was afraid. And I didn't want to risk destroying our friendship by producing unwelcome romantic overtures. And besides, I sent you hints, too."
"Your overtures, as you call them, wouldn't have been unwelcome.
But what do you mean you sent me hints?"
"I took you out to lunch."
"But you took lots of girls out to lunch."
"That was just for companionship or friendship. I just liked them, but I loved you. I thought about you day and night all through college, and for awhile after graduation, too."
"I wrote you a couple of love letters that I never sent."
"Gosh, I wish you'd said something."
"I wish you'd said something, too."
* As we pass through earthly life so quickly and only once, how sad that our fear of rejection is so often stronger than our love.