one of those moments...

"So...I'll see ya... sometime I guess?" He said to her, standing somewhat awkwardly, with a faint air of expectation.

"Yeah, I'll see you." She replied, a hint of wistfulness sneaking into her voice (no matter how hard she tried not to let it).

As they looked at each other in that frozen moment, she wondered why it was so impossible to hug him. I mean, she hugged everybody - it was her nature. But in this moment she knew she couldn't. This goodbye felt strange and heartbreaking and yet, necessary and expected. And no matter how sad it made her, no matter how much she looked forward to that unspecified "sometime" when they would inevitably see each other again, no matter how much she wanted to hug him (and perhaps not let go)... she couldn't let that bit of affection slip through. She knew it wouldn't be safe to let that happen.

Because this wasn't someone she should miss as much as she knew she would.