Wine for dinner?

Sigh... This is one of those days where I contemplate drowning my sorrows in wine. I have the worst way of getting my hopes up high. And over things that someone on the outside would say, "Amy, let's be serious. You don't have a chance in hell". I have come to have a crush (I know, I know) on someone. Just something about having a "crush". The feelings I've felt this past week are totally foreign to me; I haven't had them since literally 2009 (or what I can think). It's just that feeling that someone (who seems) amazing, may like you. Butterflies is an understatement. So pretty much, I think he told me today that he is interested in my girlfriend and not myself. I should be relieved if anything, because in all reality, I just got out of a relationship. I know I need time for me, but I miss having those feelings for someone. I miss being excited seeing a text from them or smiling ear to ear after seeing them. God love my ex, but I'm now seeing that I didn't have those type of feelings for him. I hate that too. That wasn't fair to him or myself. I think I got to the point where I thought, "I guess this is what it's supposed to be like". I had always dated the so-called bad boys before my ex, and when I met him, I thought that was it - just because he was such a Godly, trustworthy guy. I just feel a fool tonight, for letting myself get so wrapped up. I guess it is the attention and it makes you feel good and like you're worth something. I could've literally walked off a cliff earlier today haha. I have to keep my God as my #1 and let no guy/man get in the way of that. That is so much easier said than done, but I have to remind myself of that. And don't worry, I had baked spaghetti for dinner, not wine. :D