This always happens...

Everytime you talk to me it sparks a bit of excitement. I know there's nothing between us but it hurts. You hurt me. I'm doing better now. I'm doing other things, getting you out of my mind. But it's so fucking hard sometimes. I wish things were different. I wish we met in another setting. It only took me a couple of months to realize that if we had went to the same highschool, we would have never spoken to eachother. It's amazing how the internet works.