maybe its my own delusion, or selfishness. i still would like to be friends, my mind blocked out any logical reason to not be. i feel as though i should keep my promise, i hate breaking promises, and i should have been more patient at the end of it, im not really happy with things lately, becoming more indecisive. i think ive wronged you but i am not sure how. i wont understand if i am given a riddle, although i find pleasure in solving them, im already horrible at telling how you feel. youre not a regrettable friend i made, and i hope you dont regret me either.