Love But It's Always 5cm Away

𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒.

Pain.

All I can feel is the burning feeling on the scar to the right of my cheek, when I see him. Him, the boy that shines a light into my life, the boy that makes me see a reason to live, to laugh, to feel at ease. Do you see the irony?

Imagine living life with your crush, the one person you want to be close to, to feel his hand in yours, shoulders touching, your head to his, your lips on his... all the things you could do. He's so close yet so far, our hearts so connected yet so distanced. Every time I try to fight the pain, I feel the warm blood rushing through my veins. My body, encompassed in this wave of dreadful heat while my face turns ruby-red.

Why is this happening? What did I do to deserve this?

This burning feeling wasn't there at first when I got to know him. My first few months of high school, everything was just fine as it was. It happened after something, something big, but I can't recall what it was. My gut feeling tells me there's an unpleasant story hidden behind, and it's just right under my nose...