A World Away

He was everything I wanted. So why did I keep running away?

He wanted me first.

Then somewhere between the late-night conversations, lingering looks, and the moments we were never supposed to have, I started wanting more too.

But he came from a world completely different from mine.

And the more I fell for him, the more I became convinced that someone like me could never truly belong in his world.

Now we're supposed to be friends.

But how do you pretend to be just friends with someone who still feels like home?

And what happens when the distance between two people isn't measured in miles, but in everything they're afraid they don't deserve?

Maybe we were never worlds apart. Maybe I was just too afraid to cross the distance.