I was standing somewhere next to C, the girl that I love from afar. The location was immaterial, but it was dark blue, like the night sky. I turned towards her and demanded "Why won't you love me?!"
She looked me straight in the eye, then calmly, carefully, and completely unexpectedly enumerated the reasons, with infinite clarity. The first was "You need to talk more." The rest are lost forever to the deeper recesses of my mind.
Dammit.