This is something I haven't been able to tell you up front.
Listen up, and listen closely.
I hope you understand.
I remember arguing with you about our friendship.
You always did the worst things to me.
You back stabbed me.
You stole from me (both literally and metaphorical.)
You deceived me.
I always wondered, ' why me?'
Why was I always on the short end of the stick? I was sick of it. I was so sick that I tried to end our friendship.
Of course... That didn't happen. You placed guilt trip over guilt trip over guilt trip. I was fed up.
I felt lost; deserted, even. There seemed to be no way out.
Eventually, my thoughts about you took a turn for the worse. I began to move away from you; I wanted nothing from you.
You didn't like that.
You called me out on that, and said I was " the worst best friend on the planet. " You threatened to end our friendship. Of course, I didn't really care if we were no longer friends or not.
But of course, I wanted you to believe in the me you remember. I didnt want you to think I was fake. I was stupid to do that; and by that I mean to pretend to still be your friend and to stay.
That's the kind of person I am, though. I'm afraid to lose everyone, even if they've done me wrong.
But you know what?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry for lying to you. If I'm going to be completely honest with you, you should be the one apologizing to me.
But that's okay.
I'm trying to be the bigger person. You may consider me your best friend, but I don't.
Thank you for listening to my confession.
If you relate to this in anyway, don't be like me and apologize for something that isn't your fault. Whatever happens to you in the future, I wish you the best of luck.