I miss you.

(Not in a romantic way, though, but I do).

What happened? I still don't understand.
Well, I think I do understand what happened, but I don't understand why we can't start over.
I don't understand why you won't talk to me.
It's been over six months. We grew. So many things have happened since then.

For starters, you found someone.

I found someone too, though in a different way. But if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have found him.
I owe you one, man.
There are many things in the past that I've done and regretted (to this day), but being your friend isn't one of them.
Yes, I have thought about it, and it's true that you and I are not made of the same stuff.
No, I'm not sure that we can be as good friends as we were before.
But you know me. I want what I don't have.

Perhaps you'd like to know why?
One reason.
You introduced me to myself.
You forced me to reflect and say, "Hello, me. Nice to meet you."
And when somebody does that much to my life, I'm not keen on letting that someone be just a "someone I know". No sir.
That's why.

Argh, now I'm being mushy..Look, I don't mean to be all sensitive here, okay? Those days are gone. My intentions are pure. No sneaky stuff.

I miss being your friend.