What's easy, is when someone hates you, hating them too. Thinking of the worst of them, the worst they've done, judging off of that. But, what's more difficult, is trying to make it better. Getting the guts to say, "I'm seriously sorry. We have had good && bad times, and I'm not willing to just let it go forever. I was wrong, and have been before. We have both made mistakes, but we have memories. Good memories, and bad memories. I wish you didn't hate me so much. It pains me. We may never have what we used to...but I wish we could still be friends. We trusted eachother, and I could always count on you. You were like a brother. I. Miss. You."
But, I will never get the courage to say it. Never. Because I know it would just make everything worse. And it will make me feel worse..if that's even possible. Just typing this makes my stomach turn and make it feel like there's a frog in my throat. I'm sorry. I truely am. It may not seem like I am, but it's the cold hard truth. I'm. So. Dreadfully. Sorry.