-You were nice, sweet, caring, over protective, athletic, and just a little shy. You were perfect and I wish I never let you slip away. But now you’re changed, and you’re not the same boy I used to know…
-You were a jerk. You cheated on me and I can never get that out of my head because I trusted you and I really liked you. I lost my best friend because of you and then you went and fucked me over. I don’t even give you the time of day anymore.
-You were literally one of my best friends. You were there for me when I needed someone to lean on and you didn’t try to “get at me” like all my other guy friends. You spent genuine time with me and I’m sorry for never giving you a chance. You were one of the sweetest guys I knew. 
-You and me just clicked. We always had fun together and you never tried anything, no matter how much I wish you did. You were a gentleman to me and I was nothing but a bitch to you. It’s hard to walk through the hallways and not be able to talk to you because you hate me now. I hate myself for doing all that I did to you and now I realize how stupid I was. I wish you would just talk to me because I honestly loved when we used to talk. You always wanted to hangout with me first, you brought me around your friends, you surprised me, you would hangout with me even if it was only for a little bit, you would be weird with me, you’d take me out of the perfect dates, you were just so sweet. But from what I hear, you aren’t the same guy to other people as you were to me. And that kind of sucks. I’m still very sorry for what I did to you.
-You’re just that guy I can’t ever get out of my head. You’re the guy I can’t live without. You’re the guy I compare to everyone else. You’re the guy I can’t get away from. I love you. I love your flaws, your asshole-ness, your stupid laugh, your cute, little face, you ugly toes, when I know you’re genuinely sad, when you open up to me, your chinky eyes, etc. I love everything about you. But I hate you at the same time. Well….. temporarily♥