To: You

From: Me

          I don't know why you act that way. You call me immature, but your the immature one.  I tried to tell you "sorry," but you just keep on dissing me as though I never existed. I wish you would listen to me and give me a second chance. Apparently you don't like second chances. Did something happen that I don't know about? Is that why you no longer care.  I cry every night until my eyes are raw and red.  Why can't you see what you've done to me.  I wish I had never done what I did.  Maybe you'd still be talking to me, if I hadn't slammed that perverbial door in your face.  But just to clarify; it was you who made me do it.  You never listened to me, you never paid attention to me, you never did anything for me. Everything you wanted was only for yourself.  I HATE you!!! I HATE YOU!!!  Now that you know how I feel, I only wish that I didn't feel this way.  I guess I'm done ranting, so this is a final goodbye.  Goodbye, my love, goodbye my friend, I wish you only the best.

                                                           Thank you for your time,

                                                                          Me