"I love you"
I know he doesn't mean it. It's just something he says. I'm his best friend and he's mine. He sees me as a sister, he comes to me when he has exciting news or just wants to talk. We used to talk everyday. Not anymore, but I'm sure he has more important things to deal with besides some annoying skinny girl in his messages. Whenever he comes back he tells me he's sorry and how much he loves me, that he won't do it again, he makes up reasons why he disappears. I believe him, without question, and everything goes back to normal, for a while anyway. He says I'm cute and adorable, I'll blush and I'll swoon. And it happens again he'll disappear off the face of the earth. I won't hear a word. Not a peep. It's become a pattern. He's the drug and I'm the addict (the irony in that sentence). Sometimes when he leaves I think he's looking out for me, trying to get me to clean up my act, but we all go through withdrawals. I take advantage of any time I can get with him because it's getting to the point where if I go too long without him it might kill me. I've become dependent on him.
"I have a deep regard for you as well."
