"I don't know what to do. I don't know anything, I. I am just not ready." She shook her head miserably while his heart, unsteady in his chest, grew uncomfortably heavy. "I know you aren't," he spoke quietly. "But you can't ask me to be your friend while constantly bouncing between wanting me as a friend or something else. Either we're together because we should be, or we're not because we should be." Hawaii, the ocean. Music, art. Two souls, one chance. Hardships, and love.