I’m not a dog to be led on the way you lead me on.
I bit the bullet and confessed my feelings for you months ago, yet you still haven’t given me any sort of meaningful response about how you feel about me. You think that telling me that you’re “not looking for a relationship right now” or that “things are just too complicated right now” is a sufficient answer, but it isn’t.
You aren’t being kind by masking your rejection while acting interested at the same time. I was honest about my feelings; the least you could do is be honest to me in return.
I know what you are doing, but what terrifies me is that I have no idea whether you do. In any case, I need to find my own happiness, and I’m not masochistic enough to put up with this any longer.
“Hope* can mend your life, but hope* can break your heart”. Try not to give false hope to so many guys any longer.