The things I said to him… god. What’s wrong with me? I kept my distance because of what he said on New Year’s, and then I lashed out at him when I wasn’t only frustrated at him but also at everything else. And he just stood there and took it. And… despite that all, he’s done this for me. Fuck. I scrub a hand over my face, and my heart thrums in my chest. I don’t deserve him. And in a moment of clarity, I realize that I will do everything to change that.
