How does one fall out of love with another? He was tall, stunning, charming, caring, and kind. He'd always look for her in a crowd. When she spoke, he listened. When she was alone, he'd be there for her. Walking by his side was comforting and made her feel like she belonged. But she can only admire him from a distance. He cannot be hers. She knows what shes missing and there's nothing she can do about it. The casual hello on a daily basis was not nearly enough. She needed more. She needed what the other girl had. Him.