I'm not sure how Bits is going to take it, but I'm relieved when he doesn't seem to react badly. His hand goes over mine and I turn it over, threading our fingers together. The question makes me pause, brows furrowing a bit as I think about it.
The thing with Kent is such a jumbled up mess, and whatever it was going to be was cut short by my overdose. Swallowing hard, I shake my head a little and look up at his face. "I cared about him, and maybe things would have been different if--" A sigh escapes me and I shake my head again, bringing our joined hands up to kiss Bits' knuckles. "But no, I don't think it was love. It didn't feel like this."
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Date: 2016-10-25 03:23 am (UTC)The thing with Kent is such a jumbled up mess, and whatever it was going to be was cut short by my overdose. Swallowing hard, I shake my head a little and look up at his face. "I cared about him, and maybe things would have been different if--" A sigh escapes me and I shake my head again, bringing our joined hands up to kiss Bits' knuckles. "But no, I don't think it was love. It didn't feel like this."