Magnets

She thinks they’re like the same side of two magnets. Constantly repelling each other, only held together by sheer force and will. It’s not supposed to be this hard is it? They’re not supposed to fly apart when they’re let go. She’s not quite sure how to flip them around.
They’re attracted to each other, just like the magnets, but they can’t make up their minds which side to choose. Maybe they’re turned sideways, sometimes repelling and other times attracting. One little push could send them in either direction, but they’re both too scared to move.
One little push: the rights words spoken too soon, an accidental kiss, an innocent brush of the hands, maybe just a day like they used to share. But she’s paralyzed, unable to make a move that might cause her to lose him. Again. And he’s always been a coward who can’t make up his mind. Like Rhett Butler, she has a weakness for causes once they’re truly lost.
They’re a lost cause. She can see it, but she can’t fully accept it yet. They can’t start over; she was fooling herself if she thought they could with just a flirty smile and a simple apology.