I wish I can ask you what it is about me or what I did that night in the backseat of your car that made you ignore me the day after. To have said goodnight to me with a reluctant kiss and I never knew it would be the last. But I'm scared I already know the answer and it's the flaws I already notice in myself. We knew each other for a few weeks but I thought we could be more. With the stories you've shared with me I thought you felt the same. But I was naïve and overlooked all the signs that told me otherwise. I feel pathetic for hoping you'd knock at my door, apologizing and asking to talk to me. Just so you can answer all my questions. But as more time passes I know it will never happen. I was hurt when you dropped me without any explanation or warning when you made me think everything was alright.