Drained

Unnngh.

I feel like a wet towel that's been wrung dry.

I don't think I can do this. I can't keep getting my hopes up. I can't keep making plans only to end up drained of emotion by the end of the night. I can't keep making the effort only to be disappointed.

You told me you liked me, but I really don't see it. When we hang out, you're always making plans with other people halfway through. I don't understand. What am I supposed to think? What am I supposed to do?

I'm just too fragile to handle something like this. I hate to admit it, because I would like to think that I'm strong, but when it comes to this type of thing I'm not, not that I would ever let people know that...