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You're scared out of your mind. Because even though you know her, with palm of your hand and upside down, even though you can figure her out blindfolded and in the dark, she's still so new to you that it's scary. Every time you touch her there's a new bump to dicover, every time you talk there's a new experience, a new thought to figure out. It's so fascinating that you want to delve deep into her, drink her up, bottle her up and take her with you everywhere you go. But you're sure she doesn't share the same feelings; that you're just her friend. So, instead, you turn the other way and flee; flee from your feelings, from your wishes, from her. And you pretend you're happy by doing that.