"Me and Kent-- I don't know. In some ways we worked, and in some ways we were kind of a mess," I tell him, brow furrowing slightly. "He was a good friend, but it just--"

It's times like these that I wish that I was a little better with words. I did really care about Kent, but it was so far from how I feel about Bittle now. The two can't even be compared. I search and search for the way to put how I'm feeling to words, and I finally settle on something simple, but undeniably true.

"Because I love you," I tell him, heart pounding against my chest as I watch for his reaction. "And I've never felt like this before."