and the thing is? i don’t want you back, but i wanted to be friends in the future. remember back when we were just friends? i miss that. i will always miss that. i know, one day, ill forget all of this, but i do miss the good old days, whenever i was happy and we were friends. i know we could do it again, but you don’t want to, and i have to respect that. it’s just sad, knowing we could have that joy again. four years of my life i put into the relationship with you, wasted. so much time and money i’ll never get back. all of that, and you never put anything back. all of that, and you wouldn’t even grant me the final wish i asked of you. this whole thing would have been easier if you hadn’t spent four years pushing me away only to pull me right back. because then i wouldn’t have a tiny bit of hope. and i try to squash that hope because i know it was unrealistic, but for some reason i simply cannot.
i was happy, for a week, until you had to show your face around me again. i asked you not to do that, and apparently me setting a boundary was too much so you blocked me. i should be grateful, and i know eventually i will be, but for right now i am sad. but one day ill be happy about it. because i know its for the best. i just wish we could, in the future, be friends again, like we were before.