I'm glad I told him, and it's still okay that he rejected me, but now I'm back where I started.

He was probably the fourth or fifth serious crush I've had. Being around these people makes me feel better, but at the end of the day that's it, and I still feel lonely at night.I guess this is just the life we're doomed to suffer through, being alone until we notice someone, and loving them from a distance.I hate wanting things I can't have, like happiness.