"I think we had something," She said. "It wasn’t love, but it wasn’t nothing either."
And perhaps it was just stolen glances in long corridors, and laughing a little too much at each other’s ridiculous jokes. Perhaps it was just feeling giddy at touching knees and pausing before breathing their name.
"And I know that it wasn’t love," she said, "but it could have been. I’m sure at another time, in another place, it could have been."