Why is it?

Why is it when you like someone they don’t like you and when someone likes you, you don’t like them?

This question has been boggling my brain all week! Life never ceases to amaze me. There is this guy that I really like, funny, caring warm etc etc and he always acts like he’s “JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU” but then will tell me he likes me the next day. Leaving me confused as hell thinking he really isn’t that into just wants to get something out of the deal of ‘”dating me”

Then there is another guy that LOVES me, will do any and everything for me. Thinks the earth and sea were made because of me. He is a great guy but just not my type. If he takes me out, I’m thinking about the other guy who basically doesn’t even acknowledge me half of the time.

So my question is this: Why do the ones we really like act like they don’t like us and the ones that really like us, we have no interest in?

I guess I answered my own question in that the more interest we show to people the more they dislike us. But this is my thing, If I really like you, I will show you! I want to spend time with you doing nothing at all but just spending time with you in your company. So whats the problem in this?

“Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we’re told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is… just… moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.”