I told myself to not have hope. I said I was not ready. So why is it I get disappointed every time. Why is it I am so attached. He is like a golden retriever. Very tall and strong but adorable and gentle. He is really kind. But he is not mine and never will be mine. I don't want to call him mine. Maybe I just am lonely. Maybe I am just bored. Maybe this pain is what I deserve. I want to believe I have a chance, but the way he says my name says otherwise.
