Sure, I didn’t stay, but I walked away for a reason. I only walked to see if you would follow, knowing that you could catch up with my pace at any time. I wanted you to chase after me and tell me to stop leaving. I wanted you to tell me to stay. I wanted you to want me to stay. I get that you’re upset about all this, but you never even tried to get me to stay with you, and that’s what hurt me. All I wanted was for you to grab my arm, pull me in tight, and tell me that everything was going to be okay. I left because I wanted you to come after me, but instead you stood and watched me fade off into the distance.
So I don’t know what’s going on or why you hate me so much, but you did say we could be friends. And unless my image of friendship is completely distorted, I’m pretty sure friends don’t ignore each other. I’m sick of being treated like I’m transparent or I don’t exist; it hurts, okay? You may think I’m clingy, or annoying, or emotional, or ugly. Maybe you say bad things about me to your friends. I don’t know and I don’t care. You don’t have to love me, I just want you to acknowledge when I’m standing in front of you. You treating me like I’m invisible is starting to make me feel like I am, and that is more of a worse feeling then you will ever know.