So...let me get this straight. Others get the chance to see you or hear about you, but I, the person who wishes the most to see you once again, don't even know how to talk to you anymore. I am so mad at myself for thinking you could just slightly think about me. I am so mad that whenever I am getting better, like I accept things and feel in peace with myself, you come back.
I used to think that I deserved the opportunity to see you just because I do good actions, good virtues. But maybe what I deserve is to stop having you in my life once and for all.
I am done. Done torturing myself. Done making myself less, thinking im never good enough. Done having hope.
So, thanks for teaching me how a really good friendship can go down the toilet for the most stupid reasons.