[He shakes his head, the nerves returning to twist his stomach as soon as they're no longer kissing and the impulsive move catches up to his brain. Did he completely misjudge this and fuck it up? HE REALLY HOPES NOT.]

No, it wasn't...I meant you, before. You're the one I want to be with, if you'd...want to.

[He makes a hopeless gesture with his hands. Feelings are so difficult, why this.]

I was trying not to say anything, before, but...hah, well, you made some good points.