Avalanche

We are sitting together in front of the coffee shop. I remember it was a hot, sunny day, and i dont know why we preferred to sit in front of the shop, where the heats hit on the street. He wipe away his sweat on his forehead, and standing. He then, suddenly, tell me how he miss his girlfriend.
"We are faraway now, you know. Different cities." He scratch his head and walked back and forth, back and forth.
"Well, its just a distance. You both can keep up." I answered.
"It's far. I can't be separated like this." He replied me with sad--more confused eyes.
"That is good. Tell her then. You can always tell.  Its easy."
"I just did." He finally got his calm. He sat down. Then he just realized something. He looked at me all of sudden.
"Well how about you? Don't you miss anyone now, somehow?"
I have to travel my mind into space for some minutes, trying to figured out who i missed. A lots of faces appears, but that does not help at all.
"No--wait." I said to him.
He still waiting for my answer.
"How if its like this." I stand, my back feels tired, guess i sit too long. "I would say that you are lucky. You have someone that you're really loves. And turns out she loves you too. You can just call or chat or whatever saying 'Hey i miss you--' kind of stuffs." I took a pause.
He opens his mouth, he just wanted to say something. Then he leave it like that. Now he looks like an idiot.
"Then," i continued, "Me. I just realized how hard it is to say that kind of stuffs, eventough i want to say it from the bottom of my heart, that i miss him more than anything, but you know what?"
"--what?" Finally he answered and he can close his mouth.
"I got no chance to say it. Maybe i would never say it at all for my whole life. Beside he is too far from me,"
"Then why don't you just try and say?" He cutted me.
I sit beside him.
"There is some things that is--i think, better left unsaid."
"Or you just too afraid to try. Or to knows what will happen next." He smiles. But not that kind of happy smiles. He is sad for me. And i dont want a pity from him, but thats exactly what i feel right now. Like im rolling inside the blanket of sadness covering me.
I know what i should answer. Maybe i just too afraid to try. Maybe because i wouldn't know his responses.  Maybe i really just afraid to--
"Those 'maybe, maybe' will definately kill you someday." He looked at me, like he can read my mind.
"Yeah." I looked at him right in the eyes. "I miss him. A lot. And that is hurt."
He laughs.
"Wether he feel the same thing with you or not, it will still aches. But because you're hiding right now, then its even hurt more. It is works like that, Angie. Feelings are powerful more than you can imagine. They works like that, you have to say it out, otherwise it aches."
I'm speechless. Thats the wisest answer that i've ever heard, always left me stunned when i remember it.