Well, I once had a crush in middle school. And I actually thought he liked me, every minute was consumed with me daydreaming about him.
I was shy, so I never gathered the nerve to ask him out.
And one day, he hurt me bad. Now I wont say what he did, but I cried for the next few months in bed, hating my life and everyone in general.
I got over him, and found myself someone else, who was kind, and my old crush would never be a tenth of what he was to me.
If your crush hurts you, you're too good for him.