It's hard for me to not be spiteful. It's difficult to find the in between of hating you and of still loving you. You taught me so much and I'm grateful for that, but I tried so hard to make you happy but it only ended up driving you away. You didn't tell me, how could I have known? I always felt like I wasn't enough for you. That was so stupid of me, I'm so much more than what I was to you. I wish we could be friends, really. It's no ones fault. we're just different now. I hope you're doing well.