God I have a pretty good rant.

Ok, so I have had a crush on this guy named Zac (not real name) for maybe the better half of two years. Not continually, but yeah pretty much on and off. So about 2 weeks ago I call it quits. I say to him, nonchalantly, that I am pretty much done with him. This was while I was over his house, and not surprisingly he was fine with it, since I was pretty sure he wasn't interested in me anyway. Well, that same week, we decided to go to a movie. We also went ice skating, both did with other friends present. It was an ok time, nothing special happened or anything. We then go see the movie, we talk about how awesome it is and all.

He then springs a question on me, asking if it's ok if he comes over that night. Well, of course I am thinking, great, we're just friends now. I invite another friend, he doesn't seem to care. We are all sitting in this pitch black room, and i am sitting with my legs kind open. I then feel someone lay in between them, and it is Zac. Of course I have no problem with this, though I am confused. We eventually get up, go to bed, next day comes. We slept in the same bed, turns out, but nothing seems to have happened. He asks to stay ANOTHER night. I am cool with this. That night was very odd. He lays down beside me, on the same bed, really close laying in the oppisite direction. Then he switches direction. Now we are laying right side by side sharing a small pillow. He then turns his body to match mine, and we are spooning. Out of nowhere. I put my arm around him and he doesn't say anything. I start kinda caressing his neck and all. We fall asleep like that, and it's one of the best nights I have ever had.

That sounds normal for a couple right? Well, this is right after I tell him that I don't like him anymore. I don't understand, and I have a feeling I am being fucked with. Long story short, I am confused and still single. Life sucks.