To B,

You knew I was hurting. I opened my heart to you. I know I should probably wait a few weeks more before I talk to guys again that way, but when we exchanged photos and I got to talk to you for hours that seemed like days, I knew I liked you. I wanted to know you, to take you out to dinner, as friends - see if we're compatible. Then go on from there if you'd allow me to.

I thought you're the second chance at love that God probably sent me, at the time when I know I was doubting God because of all the pain that I have.

Then poof. You're gone. Not a trace. I don't understand. We were building up. I was under the impression that you liked me too. You said so subtly. BUT DID YOU JUST PLAY WITH MY HEART? I don't wanna think that, but I can't think of any possible reason why you pulled a stunt like that. You could've told me you didn't like me and that we shouldn't talk anymore. I'm not the type of person to impose myself on others.

I still have one of your photos. Was thinking how your lips would feel on mine. But I have to delete it now and move along.

I really liked you, you know?

-M