Crazy

    Might be a parable. There could be a guy who is crazy about a girl. At the same time the girl is crazy about the guy. But somehow they're so scared of each other or of themselves or of them both that they totally fail to communicate, except to drive each other even crazier. It's like they each set a terrible hex on the other and now they each believe the other is so great that he or she can never be approached.
    Once this pattern is set, it can go on for years, until Jane Austen is spinning in her grave from trying to kick herself for not thinking of it first. Or maybe she did; I've read no Jane Austen. And there's no way to know and no one to ask because each thinks the other hates him or her. Like eternal seventh grade. It might be a fantasy. It might be a dream. It might be a parable.