He doesn't really like you that much

It was the 101st time he had said goodnight to me, and it was certain there would be another 102nd, 103rd, but what she wasn't sure about was whether he liked me or not. Whenever I had insomnia, he would talk with me until I was sleepy and would hang up the phone and say goodnight. He volunteered to send me messages almost every day, asking for warmth, buying good medicine when I was unwell, sending red envelopes on holidays, occasionally preparing small surprises, and he would deliberately travel long distances from another city just to come and have a meal with me, and then rush back to his city without stopping.

He would comfort me and make me happy when I was sad, and he said a lot of sweet things, but he never said he liked me. Whenever I lie in bed and can't sleep, I think of many possibilities, does he like me? I think he likes it, but why hasn't he ever confessed? Is he waiting for a good time? Still embarrassed to open his mouth, or the last love hurt him too deeply, or........ I've hinted at him several times, but he has deliberately avoided it, and in our relationship, it seems that he is taking the initiative, but it is always him with rhythm, and my emotions are always pulled by him. He went to do what not to send me a message, I kept looking at the phone, afraid of missing any of his messages, he seems to have not replied to my message for more than 3 hours, when he replied to the message, I was ecstatic, full of spring breeze, even at night in the dream is him, WeChat first time the top is also him.

He didn't call me today, and although I wanted to call him, I was afraid of disturbing him. He said that in love, girls take the initiative to appear too cheap, so that men will not cherish. I just couldn't bear not to look for him, there are countless times I have typed a dense phrase in the WeChat box, and finally endured not to send, I miss him very much, but I have to hold back, I am afraid that in his heart will be very cheap. Sometimes he's warm like the perfect boyfriend in the TV series, which makes me have the illusion of being in love all the time, mistakenly thinking that he is my boyfriend, but sometimes he acts like I don't care.

At that time, I did not realize that I could not hold my breath, was careful, suffered from gains and losses, and doomed me to be humble in front of him, humble to the dust. When I wanted to give up, the moment his news popped up, all the walls that had been built before collapsed. I couldn't help but contact him, but I couldn't resist not replying to a message when he took the initiative to find me, no matter how uncomfortable it was before, how determined to let go of his determination, as long as he had a text message, I would be shaken and unable to help myself.

In this way, this ambiguity lasted for nearly a year, until one day, I saw him in the circle of friends officially announcing, holding the hand of another girl, and at that moment, I burst into tears. In the struggle between whether he likes me or not, why he has not confessed these days and nights, you can use the fact that he does not like me so much to explain, the moment when the ambiguity is on the head, like a lot of love, in turn is not love. In the end he still chose someone else, I am the person he gave up after weighing the pros and cons, the person he really likes, there is no need to do anything, there is no need to struggle with whether he likes himself, just need to stand there and be yourself. It's worse than falling out of love, but I'm not qualified to say I'm out of love because he never gave me identity.

His hot and cold, these excuses I made for him in my heart, finally did not meet a naked truth: he actually did not like me so much, and sometimes we would rather deceive ourselves than admit that he just did not love you enough. Because the person who really likes you, sees that you want to have, he will not let you suffer from loss, will give you enough security. Timely stop loss is your best bet because you deserve better!