Ed's POV
This is how we would meet again. Still, she looked beautiful. Brown hair that flowed into blonde and full plump lips I used to kiss.
"Taylor- I..- it's so nice to see you!" I studdered. I couldn't get out my words. I still love her, but maybe I could get her back...
"NO!" Another voice shouted in my mind. "SHE WOULD NEVER! YOU CHOSE YOURSELF OVER HER!"
"Soo... sit! How have you been?" Taylor said once I sat down across from her. I smiled and looked into her eyes.
"Not so well. Yourself?"
She bit her bottem lip then spoke, "Same."
"Listen Tay, I know that I was a dic-"
"Ed. Stop. It's okay. I'm f-fine." She inturupted me.
"You don't sound so fine..." I trailed.
"Neither do you!" She hissed.
I looked down at the brown table. Was I fine? Hell no. I haven't been for 3 years. Yes, I have had amazing days and good days but at night I think of what I have lost. Taylor. I lost Taylor. Tears were brought up from my eyes and one single one dropped. Taylor, being the observant one, spoke.
"I'm sorry. I didn't-"
"No. It's...it's um..fine. I should get goin-"
"No Ed. Stay. I-I've missed you."
I looked into her eyes and she smiled at me.
"Fine, I'll stay."
