What you are saying might be true. In which case, i would not want to be that girl. That girl who doesn´t have any standards and lets him do whatever to her. Although i´m probably destined to be her, i don´t deserve love and care like normal girls do. I see them walking down the street, hand in hand, smiling and giggling. Or i listen to my classmates talk about their boyfriends. Something is wrong with me/damaged/or missing. I can never have what they have.

Or, he actually does love me. Or care for me, at least. He used to say i was his soulmate, his twin. He told me all his deepest secrets, trusted me. That can´t just go away.