I don't really get it hormonal. I'm lovely to everyone on a date, even if I don't see it going anywhere. But there's a difference between being polite, charming and sweet and saying things that you just don't mean.
I suppose, I just really wanted to believe that I'd met someone who found me attractive and liked me and thought I was interesting. I am aware that I have, um, a quirkiness about me that isn't to every man's (or many men's tastes) and he seemed to just 'get' me.
I mean he wasn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, and not the best looking man in the world... but he was actually really honest and upfront about what he wanted (and still was to be fair, which is why I was able to make the decision I did!), and we were very compatible in very many ways.
I had a reply from him saying "I had a lovely time too and I really liked you. So I will look for no one else." I'm not going to reply.
I suppose it's hard to not feel deflated and wonder what's wrong with you. If I may be self indulgent for a second... my parents openly didn't love me, I managed to marry someone who didn't love me and be with them for 13 years (latter probably linked to the former) and I'm nearly 40. I'm not bad looking, I have a reasonably good figure, I'm educated, I have friends/hobbies/interests. I have my children. But it's beginning to present itself to me that I may end up getting to the end of my life with no one ever having loved me. And that just makes me sad, because I think I'm an ok sort of a person.
Anyway, enough of that 
As much as anything, I feel like I've trawled through the profiles so many times and there just isn't anyone else I'd be interested in!