Because, apparently, I'm the rebound guy. Not sure what I keep doing wrong, but it's not fun. I was just about to give up meeting anybody worth meeting when he began to pursue me a little bit. Then I pursued back. He just got jerked around by a guy from an eight-month relationship, and he said the most amazing things to me. There was too much of an age difference, unfortunately, and his friends bothered him about it. I knew, in my head, that it was not the ideal situation for that reason, but my heart felt otherwise. We tried it for just a few weeks and then decided to just be friends. Pretty much hurts, and I hate this part of the crusade for happiness. Now I dread seeing him with somebody else or hearing about it.