Not Meant To Be – 8 – End

I walked to the harbour during my lunch break,  leaned on the fence, and looked at the river.

Cali and I had been friends all our lives.   Friends.  Cali never was attracted to me.  She never saw me as a ‘love interest’.  

Because I had never pushed anything or thought of pushing, we had stayed close friends.

She was marrying another man because she saw him as a lover.  She saw him as husband.  She never saw me like that.  And because I never made a move, I never was rejected.

So I don’t need to discuss it, to wonder, for her answer would have been no.

And my benefit was that I never asked so never had to hear it.