Genuinely I hated what you asked of me, it changed my whole perspective of you. I talked so highly of you too, and you just embarrassed me. I was so disappointed I cried. But that’s I’m the past right? Wrong. I still can’t get over it. You crossed a boundary and I know we spoke about it, but I can’t help but think it made it awkward between us. I mean the last time we talked, we didn’t even have a full conversation. All the other times? It was all joke and laughing. You didn’t even tell me you loved me. Maybe you did really move on from me. I guess I’ll always be stuck. Because whenever you come back I drop everything and respond. And I hate it. Maybe I hate you. I don’t know. Just stop contacting me. It’s ruining me I’ve already made peace with it and you’re moving me 3 steps back. Let me go. You did it once. Do it again. Yes I’m special to you. I know. Just let me go. We have no future together.