“I just feel like I’m the worst boyfriend ever, you know?” Eddy sighed, talking to the flame-headed bartender as he sipped his decaf coffee.
“Look, as embarrassing as she can get, I love Catty. She makes me happy. Like I’m worth a damn. It is a fucking privilege to be her boyfriend. I want to tell her that. I want to say to her just how much she means to me. But every time I open my stupid mouth...
“.....I just can’t say it. I just end up complaining about something or acting like a closed-minded idiot. I guess I’m just so scared of fucking up that...that I start fucking up. She’s the one good thing I have. I love her and I want her to know that...but I’m afraid I’ll just end up losing her because I’m too much of a coward to take the leap.”


















