She waited for him for years, watching him go from one lover to another, leaving a trail of red scarves in his wake, but he never turned his eyes to her. Not that way. She was always the friend, the third wheel, the little sister at most.
She never understood how he couldn't see it. She was terrified that he did see it and ignored it.
"I guess I shouldn't be surprised that none of this turned out like I'd hoped. Especially… with you."
How did he not hear the words behind it? Simple words. A simple meaning: Love me.