Is this yet another failure? Is this even possible?

I thought something was going on between us. Maybe we're just friends.
I asked him for his number, since he had mine. He willingly obliged.
I texted him, mentioning a funny thing we did on Sunday.

He never texted back.


Are we only platonic friends, an ambivalent duo of friends, whom shared one long night, one vulnerable night of endless conversation? Is there nothing more to us?

I suppose this is possible. That he just isn't interested in me "that way". But he flat-out told me that he thought I was cute. And he invited himself over. And we talked, alone, for over twelve hours! And now I'm the one chasing him.

I hate this.