I love her

You're Back

I messaged you. First texting, then on here, then on Snapchat. Finally you answered me. I was so happy, keyword: was.
Here's how the conversation went.
Me: Hii
You: hi
Me: sorry, I was putting my bunny up, how are you?
You: fine, did you need smth?
Me: No..
It kind of upset me that you asked that. Of course, I suppose it would upset anyone. I guess I deserve it though, I did ruin your life. It's okay, I just wanted to know how you were. If you really don't want to talk to me, please just tell me to leave you alone. At least then I'll know that you don't care anymore, though I already assume you don't. But it'll be easier to get over you. Not that it will be easy at all. I just want to know. I want to know if you'll talk to me or be my friend, most likely not.
I suppose I'm just tired, though there are a lot of reasons I am. One being work, school, and practice 24/7. Two being- never mind. I won't mention that, I don't want you to take pity on me. God dammit. I want to hate you, I really fucking do. But I can't. I love you.
I love her.