I miss you and I don’t think it’ll ever stop. I loved you more than anything and maybe I still do. I know you said it wasn’t me but I can’t help but to feel like I did something wrong. I tried to love you, make you happy, and give you everything you wanted. You seemed happy and like you were really gonna be there for me. Then you left... Why? Was I not good enough? Did I upset you? I’m sorry. I know you probably don’t care, but you hurt me a lot and it’s been almost a year now but I’m still just trying to heal. I would still take a bullet for you, and I know you’d let me die without a second thought. I still pass by you a lot and every time you give me this look like I’m the most disgusting thing you’ve ever seen. I just don’t understand.... What did I do to you? All I ever wanted was to make you happy, but all you ever did was hurt me. I’m still debating over whether or not I should get you something for your birthday........ I just wish we could be friends again...