It's almost possessive, the way he holds me, but for him to hold me like that … he'd have to really want me. And not just in the way a boy wants a girl, but something different, better, more intense. I'm not saying he loves me, but there's hate there, and that's a powerful emotion in and of itself. It takes effort and energy to hate someone when, if you truly didn't care for them, it'd be so much easier to just forget.
