Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light...

Short story continued:

The next day the Boy went to the wall at the usual meeting time, but the Girl was not there, so he waited. She still did not come, and so the Boy left thinking that she was probably busy. He went the next day, but again the Girl was not there. He began to worry that something was wrong. Maybe she didn't want to talk to him anymore he wondered. But then he told himself to stop over-analyzing everything. He told himself to stop being a "girl". So the Boy went home hoping that the Girl would be there the next night. The next night came and the Boy went to the wall as usual and this time the Girl was there. He asked her why she hadn't been there the other nights. The Girl said that she realized that she had been talking to him at the wall way too much and that she needed to cut back. This surprised the Boy, and immediately there was an awkward silence. The Boy wanting the silence to end decided to bring up his feelings about the Girl. He told the Girl how he liked her and thought that was she was an amazing person, and hoped that they could be something more than just friends. The Girl responded that she did not feel the same way about the Boy. This shocked the Boy who had thought for sure the Girl liked him. He asked her why she talked to him so often and so much if she didn't like him. The Girl said that she did like him at one time, but that she didn't like him anymore. The Boy was speechless and unsure of how to respond to this. The Girl told him that she thought he was a great guy and still wanted to talk to him at the wall. The Boy, at a lost for words and real thought, simply replied maybe. The Girl said she didn't want to lead him on and she said she wanted to tell him all this before he got hurt, but it was too late. The Boy, sad and heartbroken, left the wall and went home.

It was two weeks before the Boy ever made any contact with the Girl. During those two weeks the Boy thought about the Girl a lot. He was very confused about the whole situation because he was quite certain that she liked him. He began to wonder if something was wrong with him because the Girl liked him when she talked with him for hours and hours at the wall, but when she met him in person her feelings changed. He also wondered exactly when her feelings changed, but he figured he would never really get an answer to those questions. One day he decided that he still wanted to be friends with the Girl. He realized that he cherished their friendship and did not want to lose it over something like this. He also felt like he was being rude by cutting off communication from her. So the Boy decided to write the Girl a letter, which he had another servant boy deliver to her. In the letter the Boy said that it was a tough two weeks not talking to her, and that he missed talking to her at the wall. He said that he still wanted to be friends, and that her friendship was important to him, He said that he knew things could never be the same but that he didn't want to lose her over this. The Girl wrote back to the Boy and said that they did not have to be strangers and that the Boy could write to her "now and then". She also said it would be okay if he gave her an "update" about his life once in a while. This really saddened the Boy because once again he had shared his heart only to be hurt. The Boy did not expect a letter with such a lack of feeling and emotion from the Girl. He had hoped that she at least had missed him and/or their talks, but the Girl had said nothing about them. It was as if the change in the relationship was no big deal to her. The Boy wrote her again and said that he hoped they could keep contact more frequently then "now and then" and that he hoped to see her at the wall some time. The Girl did not reply back.

A week went by and the Boy wrote the Girl a letter just to say hello, and the Girl wrote back simply to say fine. Another week went by and the Boy again wrote a letter to say hello and see how she was, and again the Girl wrote back simply to say fine. A few times the Boy went to the wall in hopes he might run into the Girl, but he never did. The Boy didn't really know what to think of the situation because the Girl seemed to have no interest in being friends with him. Then a week later the Girl wrote him a letter for 3 straight days. This really confused the Boy because the Girl seemed to not want to write to him, and then suddenly she was, and writing a lot. The last letter had asked for an "update". The Boy had gotten sick recently, and so he told the Girl about that, and she wrote back and said she hoped he felt better soon. A few days later the Girl wrote to him and said that she would be at the wall that night. The Boy, excited and nervous because he hadn't talked to the Girl in so long, ran off to the wall, but again she did not show. The Boy, distraught and confused, went back to the castle. He did not understand what was going on with her. The Girl was the one who said she still wanted to be friends and talk with him at the wall, but she had shown no effort whatsoever. Their conversations were at one time frequent, deep, and fun, but now the Boy had been downgraded to "now and then" letters and "updates". How a relationship that was once so fruitful and alive could abruptly become so withered and dead was beyond his grasp. She never talked to him at the wall even though she was the one who wanted to continue those talks. It was if she no longer cared.

The Boy began to realize that he just needed to let the Girl go. Even though he still cared about her and wanted to salvage their relationship in whatever way he could, he knew that he could not make the Girl want to be friends with him. The saddest part about the whole ordeal was that it seemed as if the Boy had wasted those two months he spent talking to the Girl at the wall. They seemed to have such great chemistry and so much fun together, but unfortunately it did not work out for the best. The Boy hopes and wishes the best for the Girl, and he hopes that maybe one day things will change and maybe they can be friends, but that's all he can do; hope and wait...

The End