TAYLOR
She is too good for a boy like me
Since I said those words, they have troubled me. I was being honest, but when they left my mouth, they sounded like me trying to absolve myself of all responsibility. I couldn't lie that when I saw River, something was different every time.
I had been in love before, and this was not that; it was something more intense that I kept wanting to feel because of how good it felt.
“Taylor?” she asked. Her back was to me, unmoved and in the same position she had been in since she asked me that question.
“You know…” I mumbled, my mind failing to provide the answer. If I couldn't convince myself, how could I convince her?
“Is that some subtle way of calling me undateable because of my two failed dates?”
‘Great going, Taylor; you managed to convinc
