Sometimes we’ll be talking late at night and he’ll look at me a certain way, and I’ll almost think he’s debating it in his mind, whether or not to give it a shot with me. But then the moment always passes.

If I’m honest with myself, I know I wouldn’t want that anyway.I don’t want him to have to think it over. I don’t want him to settle for me, just because we get along so well.

I want him to fall totally head over heels in love with me. Is that too much to ask?

But it’s not gonna happen. It’s not gonna happen. Why can’t I get that and move on?

I’ve got to stop hanging out with him so much. Torturing myself like this is pointless.

Enough. ENOUGH.