I dunno who to talk to. I dunno what to talk about. What I said was cruel, but I didn't know what to do. You pressed me, and I knew it would hurt you. I could have lied, but then that means I'm lying to you. To lie? Or to hurt? I told you the truth and cried because I couldn't imagine what that did to you. It pushed you away. Perhaps for good. I don't want our amazing friendship to end. I don't want the love between us to fade. I want to go back to when we were happy together. Before I hurt you, before I betrayed your trust. Before you hurt me, and before you left. I remember so much happiness, and from there we do nothing but hurt each other. I hurt you because I don't understand your feelings, and you hurt me because you aren't sure what you want. Maybe the best thing I can do for you is to walk away, and be a guardian angel. But I made a promise to you, that I would always, always be here when you called for me. Perhaps time can rejuvenate what we lost. I lost my best friend. I lost so much more than that.