“I don’t know!” Mattheo grumbles, almost a yell as he turns to face you—the moonlight shining on the both of you from where you stood in the astronomy tower. You and Mattheo have always been complicated, you loved him and he…didn’t know what he felt for you.

“I think…I can love you.”

Mattheo says, his voice a whisper. He didn’t know how to love, you couldn’t fix him and sometimes love wasn’t enough to put broke pieces back together.