Hey, I miss you. Okay. Bye.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved another girl. They lived in a cruel world where people said God would never love a girl who loves girls.

They loved each other in spite of it. But, because of other people's hatred, neither would say how they felt. So, they spent time together and danced around how they really felt.

As time went on, it became increasingly complicated for them, without knowing how the other felt. So, they finally talked about it.

One left crying. The other stayed behind, in pieces after hurting her lover.

Two weeks passed and they hadn't spoken a word to each other. Their friends kept asking what was going on. Neither of them wanted to talk about it.

One was angry. The other was sad. Both of them were stubborn.

The angry one refused to reach out because she wanted an apology. The sad one wouldn't reach out because she was afraid of what the angry one would say.

Finally, the sad girl broke down and said, "Hey, I miss you. Okay. Bye."

It drowned the angry girl's rage. All she knew was that she missed her lover and her friend.

When the sad girl asked to talk, the angry girl agreed.

They talked. They kissed. They spent every day and every night together, wrapped up in that love. They fell deeper and deeper into each other until it was almost too much. Then, they fell apart just as fast. The world and other people's opinions were too heavy. And the angry one became the sad one. She yearned for the other girl.

But, this time, neither of them reached out.

They knew loving each other from a distance was kinder than fighting every day trying to be together in an unkind world.