If you ever saw this letter I’m not sure if you would know it was about you. See the thing is you frustrated me constantly, but at the same time I’m too scared to say anything. I messed up our friendship a few times and since you don’t seem to have a problem throw it in my face every once in a while I feel like if I say something now you will just use the things that I did against me.
See the thing is, you don’t talk to me. I mean you do, but it is a text message back maybe hours after I have sent you one, and that’s if I’m lucky. Most nights I say a few things, get a few responses, and then nothing. You just stop replying. It’s a bit annoying. It also concerns me. You say that you want to visit me, but if we can’t have a regular conversation over text messages what are we going to do if you are sitting in front of me.
I know that you are busy. I make it a point to not text at certain times, and to not always expect a response right away when I do. On the other hand I have never had a problem with you saying can I talk to you later I’m trying to do something. However, you don’t even do that. You just don’t answer and keep me waiting for a response. I don’t like it. That’s not how friends are suppose to be, and if I’m making an effort for something you have told me you want to continue then why aren’t you also making an effort.
Overall, I’m sick of it. I’m sick of waiting for responses, and hoping that maybe you’ll take the time to say something. I want to be your friend and talk to you, but on the other hand I don’t want to deal with this. I don’t know if I’ll get to telling you this because I know you’ll say things about the fact that I haven’t always been the greatest. You have before. So maybe, maybe you’ll see this. You’ll figure out that it’s meant for you, and you’ll try to change it. Till then I’ll just fit the definition of being insane every time I do send a text, and think that maybe this time it will only take a minute for a response.