I guess. This is me trying, and I’m still this much of a mess.” His eyes dart back and forth between mine. “Sometimes I get so lost in my head that I have to remember to breathe, Sage. I … Until I started spending time with you, it was like I forgot how to just be present.” He lets out the saddest laugh. “But I think you make it hard to be anywhere else.” I’m openly gaping at him, I’m sure, but he keeps going. “So, it’s not that it’s a bad idea for us to become friends,” he says. “I’m happy we’ve got each other, and I’m glad we’re doing this. Criminally early mornings and all.”
