[ She doesn't flinch or move away at the touch, but she doesn't lean into it just yet either. Maybe if she stays right here in her little ball of shame she can pretend this conversation never happened...but then again, that attitude was part of the problem in the first place, so maybe not. But her natural instinct in stressful situations is to walk away, and she can't do that here. So she simply freezes up instead. ]

...I really liked you too. You're actually the first guy I've liked who ever just...let me be myself, I guess? You didn't act like I was something better than I was. You didn't mind if I played around or got cozy, you just did it right back. I really, really liked that. I liked it so much that I figured we understood each other. So I just didn't think any harder about it than that.

I don't really...know what I'm doing, either. I've never actually been in a relationship or anything. I know we never made anything official, it was always everybody else who called it that, but...but I just really...like you. I don't know what else to say. Maybe it's dumb to even think about these things in a place like this, but I still...want...I still...I...