I have done wrong to you. I have not been honest with my thoughts and feelings for you. I disagreed with many things you did. But I didn’t tell you. I said I was afraid of you. It’s true. When I realised you were very angry I very much felt I needed to speak to you and apologize to you personally. But you refused to hear. It’s my fault. If I didn’t send that SMS to you, perhaps all this won’t have happened. Somehow I feel my real fault is that I was not honest enough to you. I dare not tell you I disagreed with you, that I was upset with how you described XXX. I felt you were condemning and judgmental. I saw it from my perspective, I compared your situation to my own perspective towards XXX. And somehow I felt you were controlling my interactions with XXX. Much as sometimes I also feel tired of XXX. However, the real deal is that I fear losing you as a friend. I should have known better. I lost 2 friends this way before. Because I was not honest with how I felt and how I thought of them. I never cared to be your friend before this. But after this incident I realized I do care, and I care a huge deal! Perhaps this is all too late for talk. You’re angry with me, upset that you saw a person like me as a “friend”. I used to daydream on how to go about annoying you and making you dislike me. Now that I’ve effortlessly accomplished it, I felt a sense of regret.That huge gapping hole of regret!

I have done wrong to you.

I have not been honest with my thoughts and feelings for you. I disagreed with many things you did. But I didn’t tell you. I said I was afraid of you. It’s true. When I realised you were very angry I very much felt I needed to speak to you and apologize to you personally. But you refused to hear. It’s my fault. If I didn’t send that SMS to you, perhaps all this won’t have happened.

Somehow I feel my real fault is that I was not honest enough to you. I dare not tell you I disagreed with you, that I was upset with how you described XXX. I felt you were condemning and judgmental. I saw it from my perspective, I compared your situation to my own perspective towards XXX. And somehow I felt you were controlling my interactions with XXX. Much as sometimes I also feel tired of XXX.

However, the real deal is that I fear losing you as a friend. I should have known better. I lost 2 friends this way before. Because I was not honest with how I felt and how I thought of them.

I never cared to be your friend before this. But after this incident I realized I do care, and I care a huge deal! Perhaps this is all too late for talk. You’re angry with me, upset that you saw a person like me as a “friend”.

I used to daydream on how to go about annoying you and making you dislike me. Now that I’ve effortlessly accomplished it, I felt a sense of regret.That huge gapping hole of regret!