Tell me what the hell is going on in your mind.

I know I should hate you for what you’ve done to me, but I can’t find it in my heart to. Every time I see you, I don’t know how I should act. I think of the potential we had. Even if it was just to become friends again. I sometimes find myself wanting to come up to you and just start up one of those random conversations we used to have, but I can’t anymore. Then I feel sick to my stomach for even missing someone like you.

The last time we talked, it wasn’t pretty. You had become someone with characteristics I thought didn’t even exist within your personality. I wasn’t even sure if it was the same person I was talking to. It bothered me how you could be so careless.

But I’m not done. I feel like we still need to talk. I don’t know about what though. I’m just too stubborn to go up to you thinking you will blow up in my face. You may have a right to be angry, but not as angry as I should be. I have already forgiven, but I promise you, I will never forget. That doesn’t mean I will hold a grudge towards you either. Life’s too short. Sometimes I think I’m crazy for just forgiving you that easily.

I’ve been telling myself that it’s you’re problem now. I’m out of your life, and you’re out of mine. But in reality, you will always be there along with the rest of the people who have made an imprint in my life. Even if I tried, I will never forget you.

Sincerely,
Me