You smile at him, and he smiles at you. He flirts with you, and you flirt back. You think both of you can feel the tension. He thinks that both of you know how you feel. And yet neither of you make a move, an unspoken agreement to not make the leap. You think it’s nerves. He thinks it’s complicated. And as you two sit on the couch watching a movie together, close yet so far, the air is thick and charged with tension.