“Just try to pretend there are any other guys in this place, or on this campus, or in this whole fucking state that could satisfy you after what I did to you last weekend.” Then he turns and walks away, confident that I won’t be able to shake off the truth of his words. Because he’s right. There’s no one who can make me feel like he does. The problem is, I don’t think there’s anyone who could hurt me like he can, either.
