I don't know why you tried so hard to get me to like you. You tried to relate to me so much when we were polar opposites & we both knew we had nothing in common. I miss talking to you sometimes though, when I would talk to you hours felt like minutes. I remember the last time we talked for a while it seemed like you didn't want it to end. I didn't either but I know deep down you didn't like me so I started sending short messages... because if you like someone, you want to be with them and only them, not just fuck around with them till they find someone better. I wanted you to like me though I really really wanted you to like me.