We crashed into each other like the moth and the flame.

For years, we’ve been best friends.
I told him all my secrets and I believed I knew his.
In camp, I thought he was the most beautiful boy in the world.
In high-school, I promised him my virginity.
On our first day of college I had three revelations:
He’s a jerk.
He doesn’t care.
I don’t even know him.