There was a young man who knew a girl and she was around the same age and were both very close friends, spending a lot of time together. One day, unprompted by anything, the man decided to ask her “Are you in love with me?”
After a short pause, in which she was stunned by the question and slightly embarrassed, she said “No.”
He said “Well then, I think you should keep away from me.”
And she did. They stopped talking, in effect stood back-to-back, no longer friends, no longer acquaintances, no longer anything; they didn't even see each other to speak. Soon they did not recognise each other on the street with the time they spent apart.
Ten years past. In their thirties, the girl soon marries, and not long after, the man, too, marries. One day, they past each other on the street, but this time the girl recognised him and she says: “You're – ”
To which he replied “Yes, and you're – ”
And she confirmed it was who she was.
After a short pause, she looked at him and said “You're in love with me, aren't you?”
To which the man replied “Yes.” And there was nothing either of them could do about it.