“Why won’t you leave me alone?”
Believe me, I wanted to say.  I’ve tried. 
Oh, and also, I’m wretchedly in love with you.

She was my opposite.
“I’ll see you later then,” I said, trying for casual again, staring down at the
whirling lid.  And, by the way, I adore you…in frightening, dangerous ways.
She hesitated, and I hoped for a moment that she would stay with me after all. 
But the bell rang and she hurried away.