Justin sat across from me at the restaurant he picked out. It wasn’t fancy or anything, which I was grateful for. I had gotten enough of that being with Dylan that I don’t think I could handle it with anyone else. Besides, Justin was like me. He appreciated the smaller things as they just meant more.
We were waiting on our food to arrive when he placed his elbows on the table, and his hands clutched together close to his lips.
“Are you ever going to answer my question? Is he making you happy?”
I nodded. “He is. Our relationship is a bit strange at times, though.”
“How so?” He asked while taking a sip of his water.
“I feel like I know him but don’t at the same time. Most times that we are together, it just feels right. Part of me feels like I’ve known him forever, that somehow, we wer
