Up and downs, I know are a part of life but, does it really need to happen so frequently with my love life? It's always the same thing. I am just repeating history. I like a guy, I think he likes me back, turns out he doesn't for whatever reason that pops up at the time.
I thought I liked this guy, genuinely. Turns out he's in love with another girl. He may say he wants to break it off but, I know love when I see it. And I see it. I am nothing more than a bro to hang out with and talk to.
What was I even thinking? Allowing myself to care like that again? Last time I did that, I got hurt. I should know better even though my heart doesn't. Yet here I am, hurt once more by someone I thought I cared about.
I've been alone this long. I may have to wait a little longer or maybe I'll be alone for the rest of my life. At least when you're alone, there are very few people who can hurt you.