I feel so conflicted. I want to be friends with you but I don't. Heck, you were the one who said that we could still be friends but I was the one who walked away. What's depressing is that I DID want to be friends with you still but, I didn't want to get hurt again because your not gay after all. That one sentence crushed me more than you will ever know David. Heck, my friends say that you did because you didn't know what else to do. That you were to scared to tell me. Heck, you said that you 'didn't want to hurt me'. But, you still did, and I heard you sigh as I was running away trying to get to my friends before breaking down and losing it. I still wonder what you would've thought if you saw me practically sobbing while Sienna and Taylor were trying to get words out of me. I never knew that I could cry that much in a week and all it took was being lied to for 2.5 years. All because you didn't know what to do. Sadly there are some days where I blame you for what happened and there are some days where I still blame myself... Neither of us were at fault in our 'relationship' It was just so incredibly off that even if you were gay I highly doubt that it would of worked anyway... Oh well... *sighs again* what is even more depressing is that I'm kind of still in love with you...