You and Lisa were best friends, before you decided to confess your feelings to her, a month ago. You have loved her for years. And now, you couldn't sleep properly, eat properly. God, you couldn't do anything properly without thinking of her, without missing her. She has been avoiding you, not answering your calls, not texting back. It was killing you, watching the woman you love distance herself, only because you loved her.

2am. You were at her door, ready to knock. Your heart broken.