It's not as if she doesn't love him. It's not as if she wouldn't do anything for him. It's not as if... It's just none of the things that she knows are running through his mind right now.
She loves him. He's her dearest friend and he's the cleverest person she's ever met. That, and they gel. She can't imagine anyone understanding her as he does... and she can't imagine understanding anyone the way she understands him. How could she not love him?
It's... it's just that she doesn't love him like that. She wants to. She sees how he loves her and she sees the way they fit together and for all her smarts, she can't figure out how it is she doesn't love him back.
She wants to love him the way he wants her to.
She just doesn't. She's sorry, but she doesn't.
