I’m sorry I didn’t were a good friend to you.
Especially when it comes to a beautiful treasure that needs me.
I love you, and thats why i don’t want to see you right now.
I also miss you.
I hope you would understand me.
Sometimes i think that in our very first acquaintance we were afraid of hurting each other so much that we misunderstood each other.
That was bad.
At that moment, i changed and i started to act unconfident.
I have an obsessive personality.
I see it clearly now.
And this is my reaction when a trauma hits me.
i know now that this is a problem.
although some keeps telling me i am making it a problem when i define it as a problem.
It’s my private problem.
I want you to know that I’m trying to change and become a better person and a better friend.