Clara stack !

They were sitting side by side, but without touching; there were only a few centimeters between you... and an enormous fear. Clara broke the silence first.
Today I erased your name from my notebook.
She smiled a little, sadly.
Not because I wanted to.
Because if someone saw it, they would ask why I write it so many times.
She stared at her hands.
They told me to stop looking at you like that.
That girls don't look at other girls that way.
She looked at you quickly, as if asking for forgiveness for doing so. I tried not to feel anything today.
I swear I tried.
Her voice cracked.
But when you sat far away...
I felt like I was losing you, even though you were in the same place.
She took a deep breath, holding back tears.
If one day I pretend I don't know you...
it's not because I don't love you.
Her lips trembled.
It's because I'm not brave enough to love another girl out loud.
She lowered her head.
I wish we had been born in a place where holding your hand wasn't a problem...
and where loving you didn't feel so scary.