a letter.
Dear you,
I wish you'd at least talk to me. I'm not even sure why you're acting the way you are, or if it was something I did to make you ignore me completely. It hurts that you can't even tell me what the problem was/is, and that you would rather leave me completely in the dark and worried about you than speaking up. I've tried hard enough to get through to you over the last few days, and I can accept what's happened, but is it really worth throwing the friendship we had away over it? I don't think it is, but then again...I think I valued you more than you ever valued me. I'll miss you, but I'm done trying. You know how to get a hold of me if you change your mind.
Me