sweeter than a cupcake

No, no, no, no, no Ew, why am I so sweaty I can’t feel my butt.

i honestly, truly, madly, deeply, passionately, love you. and i will never have the courage to tell you because we've already discussed what our future will be, and it is just as friends. but you were my first, and i still love you. and that night you told me that i should be in love but i went along with it because i knew i already was. and afterwards when everything happened, and you held me as i cried on the couch, you made me feel so safe, and i knew regardless of what the outcome was i would be okay because you were there. and now you're gone for the summer without even as much of a goodbye, and im still here in boston waiting for you to love me back. and i know you never will.

I mean obviously yes there is, but you know what I mean. Okay so the guy that I liked literally since the day I met him and I went out with other friends last weekend; and everytime we go out we dance, we flirt, whatever. So this time we go out and dance together the whole night, he proceeds to walk me home (with my room mate) and when we get home asks to sleep in my room. Obviously I say yes because one would think that means he wants to hook up, we get to my room, get in bed, cuddle and when I try to take things further he doesn't want to. I later find out from my room mate that this guy isn't interested. Oh okay cool, you should have slept on the couch then. Did I read to much into him?