This is the moment I tell him what happened all the those years ago…this where I tell him I’m sorry, and this is where I am so vulnerable. I’m petrified he’ll be like everyone else and stomp over me. I’ve avoided doing these for years..and now it’s time to move on.I know he’ll be like the others. He’ll think I’m crazy. He’ll tell me to get lost. He’ll abandon me. I pushed him away for a reason. But I can’t pretend that he wasn’t the only reason I got through all that shit back then…because he seemed like the only one that cared. I just miss him as a friend, and he hates me. So this is the moment I get my heart stomped on. And this is the moment I cry. And this is the moment he’ll never know.