I sat there, feet dangling back and forth, looking at the beautiful city lights before me.
"So...What do you say?" I hear her laugh tiredly and I can feel sincere, brown eyes staring at me.
"I don't know...It's just that...I really suck at relationships..." I let out a chuckle and looked at her amusingly.
"I know."
Just who do you think was there to witness all the relationships you've been through?