A Year of Pain.

I can't believe you're making me regret writing that last blog. I thought we would be able to talk about it after I took the role of actually breaking the ice between us. I ask you if you have something against me because you seem like you don't ever want to talk to me. "You only text me when you're bored." Crap! I texted you this morning saying "good morning" and I never got a text back. And please stop trying to pull the "Oh you did?" crap because I know you got it. You just refuse to reply. That's fine with me, but if you still have a problem, TALK TO ME! You're my best friend! How can you just avoid everything? You hurt me so much and you keep on doing it. I've put up with you for so long and you're gonna just waste what we had?! You're such a complicated person! Please don't tell me any more "I miss you... I haven't liked anyone like that since you...I love you..." crap if you don't mean it. I'm so tired of all the lies that I force myself to believe just so we can keep a good relationship. I'm tired of having to be the one to come up to you to fix everything. Especially this time, it was not even my fault and, yet I was still the one to come up to you because I love you too much to waste our friendship on one incident. But apparently, you don't feel the same way... Fine.