I’m stupid, I know there’s no way that he likes me, he literally stopped replying mid conversation. It just hurt, it hurt so much. I try to keep him interested, but none of it matters. I just want to give him things, I want to be his light, I want to help him but all he sees is just someone who overwhelms him and struggles to relax. But he won’t even let me know what he wants and he can’t fully leave me alone either. And now I’m f****** thinking about him all the time and my mood almost depends on whether he’s replied already or not. And somehow he’ll have these tender, vulnerable, heartfelt moments at other times, that now feel lost in space, like he never meant them in the first place. Was any of it real, was I the only one who felt things?
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