Close Quarters

by Kandi Steiner

It’s like you want to hide from anyone who shows a centimeter of interest in you, like you couldn’t possibly have anything of merit to add to a conversation.”

“And I pretend like you’re not already mine.”

“Leave him? Call him on his bullshit? Point out the fact that he treats you like you’re nothing to him when I’m dying to treat you like you’re everything to me?”