Yeah that pretty much sums things up. It wasn’t me. I know I didn’t get my signals crossed or read into things that weren’t there.
When a man says things like "wait till you meet my sister and her boyfriend" and "I feel like you’re the kind of woman who will have my back", offers to lend you a favorite book, wants to see you on a Friday night instead of Sunday because "the sooner, the better" or suggests hanging with his friends, it’s a fairly good bet that he likes you and the chemistry that was apparent from the first time you met.
Still, things went from an awesome date and some very sweet kisses and hugs one night to "I don’t think I should see you again…I can’t explain it… it’s not you it’s me" the next afternoon. How the hell does that happen? I’m sitting here kind of dazed and confused… it really makes no sense.
I will NEVER understand men. 
Fatty Rants & Raves (aka Rising from the Ashes) 