I'm stubborn and I know sometimes I snap and say things in a way that can be hurtful and mean.

But it doesn't mean I didn't love you.

I apologized. I told you I was sorry and tried to explain how I was feeling... that I was hurt.

But it doesn't mean I didn't still love you.

You ignored my attempts and wouldn't talk to me. You turned things around and made everything sound like it was my fault. Like I was in the way of your life. Like I was the one who would ask you to text me at all hours or talk to me every free second you had. I'm sorry to break it to you... that was you.

I started to wonder why I still loved you.

You turned me away in one of those rare moments when I was broken and needed a shoulder to lean on. What happened to being there for one another? I was always there for you, even at four in the morning when you needed a friend. I cried with you; for you. But you weren't there for me.

Now I don't think I even like you.

I don't know who you are anymore. You're different and it's not pleasant. It happened so fast and caught me by surprise. Now I'm the only one you don't talk to anymore and I hate feeling like it's my fault when I know this is all because of you. This is all your fault. When did you become this person?

I know I don't like you.

I feel used. You used me when you needed me but once you found someone else I was thrown away like it never mattered. What happened to all those late night talks and promising to be friends forever and always, no matter what? When you asked if I would forget about you if I met someone. I said I could never forget, I could never ignore someone I was so close to. You agreed. I guess that was a lie.

In fact, I may even hate you.

And despite it all I still want you to be happy and I hope you succeed.

And that makes me hate myself.

You don't deserve it anymore. You don't deserve for me to care. You used me and now I'm nothing to you. I won't hate myself because of you anymore. This isn't my fault. It's you. You did this. You destroyed it all. And I'm not sorry for what I said anymore. You should be sorry.

But now I don't even care.

In fact.... I regret it all. And that's the worst part...

I regret you.