You waited seven months for one text message. I always thought you were better guy than that, but I guess I was mistaken. I was the one being blamed for all of our problems. I was done with you being so negative with everything. I was done with you refusing to open up to me and talk to me about your life. I was especially done with hearing from everyone how in love you and your ex were. Rarely do I cry, and you caused me tears with some of the things you said and did. nNot only that, but how you made it completely impossible for me do still think of you as one of my best friends, no to mention boyfriend. And finally, you probably reading this and thinking nothing of it, but maybe you’re reading this, realizing how much I did care. Realizing that, hey, maybe I should have handle things a different way. But then there is that chance where you feel bad and maybe see how hard this is for me, making it almost impossible for me to make a mustache with anything without thinkin about you and all we went through. I will always find it odd how you couldn’t even have the decency to do it to my face and give me the respect I deserved by talking it through with me in person. But I guess that was too much for you, unlike it was for the other ones.