"I didn’t know what you wanted. Or what... Well, I wasn’t entirely sure what was going on. What this was." So this was it. We were finally going to have the talk about us. “This is…” This was us trying for a second chance. Me trying to fix everything I’d done wrong. Him deciding whether or not he did actually like me, and if I wasn’t going to be “a lot” for him, or too much for him. This was us maybe falling in love.
