Rylan (5) has told me he likes a girl at school more than all the other girls at school. She has brown hair that goes to her shoulder and her name is Wyla. He's going to show her to me tomorrow. Whenever he sees her, he closes his eyes, because she doesn't like him. She used to like him, however does not like him anymore, and that makes him sad. He doesn't know why.
Me: Well, Rylan, did you ask her why she doesn't like you?
Rylan: I asked her, Wyla, do you like me? and she said no.
Me: Well, maybe you can ask her if you can still be friends.
Rylan: No, I promise, she said we're not friends anymore.
Oh the pains of liking someone....my poor boy. I can't imagine why anyone would not like him!