I'm sorry?

I know, that it's wrong to feel so caught up about you. You ignored me, you made me feel like a fool- like a dog begging for it's owner's attention. But recently I've been dreaming about you. I dream that I'll confront you, I'd be brave. I would swear and raise my fists, and then.. We'd be friends again. And we'd laugh, and it's so strange because I haven't felt this content in months. It would be like nothing ever happened. It's strange because I should be having these dreams with my actual friends, not with someone I haven't talked to in months. The truth is I miss you and I don't know what to do. Because in the end you said nothing and I said dirty, mean things. If I could go back to when we we're friends, I'd do it, I'd do it in a heartbeat, and I would do things differently. I'm so sorry, I was so mean, and we'll never be friends again. I'm miserable now, I'm friends with people who I wish to do nothing more than murder. And everytime I see you I hurt. If somehow you see this, I'm sorry.