We just ended.
You didn't talk to me one night
I wasn't brave enough to text you first
I gradually stopped going online
I'm convinced I'm over you
I think about you a little less

You send me a message!!!!!
I'm extatic!
You tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me you would've loved to be my date
We have  beautiful moments
You stop replying, I start to think maybe he doesn't like me.

Sigh...Repeat.

The real reason I can't get over you is, you're comfortable , you're funny, you're **** and you never told  me could never be.
So I still hope, hope it's not in my head. Hope that you didn't call me beautiful as just a platonic compliment.
Hope that every time you texted me , you spent forever trying to find the perfect blend of cool kid and nice guy.
Hope that something I said will always cross your mind and make you smile.
Hope that every now and then you think of how great we could've been
Hope that I wasn't just another girl
Hope that, maybe I'm the one that got away.
But it's too late now, you've probably moved on.