To you.

Since you wrote something to me, I thought it would only be fair if I wrote back.

I know you asked and questioned before if I still love you. & I do. From time to time, I think about how it would had been, if we had really tried to fix things. You used to ask if I miss you, and I replied no. It's not that I don't miss you, I just don't miss the bitterness and anger between us. If I had a chance to tell you that you meant everything to me, I would. You still mean everything to me. Just because I talk about you doesn't mean I'm talking shit behind your back. I stay up countless of nights crying over thoughts of you. I know you say you never meant to hurt me, but you never stood in front of me to say that you were truly sorry for what you did. You took the best part of me, my dignity. I question everything I do now, because of you. Your opinion means everything to me and you will always be my best friend no matter how hard you try to push me away. And I will always be here even though you say I'm the one that always talks shit. Please realize half of your friends are more fake than you think. EVERYONE talks shit about each other. It's life, get used to it. I know you talk about me, so please don't fret. I'm here to say sorry if that's what you want. I don't know who or what or how you would found such things out from. But think what you like. I'll still be here.. waiting.