I have the overwhelming urge to cry over a boy. I have never done that. I have never cried over a boy I liked. Even as a teenager. I usually keep myself pretty guarded from rejection. I have extremely low self esteem... I know I'm not pretty so I usually don't out myself out there which is why I have had a total of one boy friend ever. I liked you so much and I was convinced for once that a boy no man actually liked me back. You told me I was cute, and sexy and that my brain was sexy too. You would tell me to sleep that we could share more of the world together in the morning. I mailed you a fucking package. I put a lot of thought into that shit. I was constantly glued to my phone, making sure it was always charged just in case you texted me. I stayed up late until you got off work. Maybe I shared too much with you too fast? Maybe I was too honest? I tend to do this thing where I just share my feelings and say whatever is on my mind. I told you how much I liked you so you responded by not responding at all.