Not Alone, Just Unliked

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At one point not to long ago I thought I really liked this guy. Some how I managed to get the impression that he did not actually like me. I called him but he hardly called me and I always came to see him but he never made the effort to return the favor. When I finally came to believe that he did not like me I started to ignore my feelings for him. Not an easy task. I did like him. He seemed to be an amazing person and he always made me laugh. It was great spending what little time I did with him. I remember looking at the clouds and seeing the same shapes. It was instant. But my decision to distance myself from him in order to prevent my future pain was a wise one. He turned out to be an asshole in the end. But maybe if I showed my true feelings for him and told him that I wanted him to become a more constant part of my life, things could have been different. Then again I could just have really bad taste in guys.