Mr.Confusing

Dear Mr.Confusing,

what's worng with you?! you make absolutely no sense to me. i haven't known you for even a whole year yet, but it sure feels like several of them have already passed. you're such a goofy guy & totally fun to be around. since you live in el paso every time you come into town it's exciting & good to see you. helping you out at work & yelling at random people who wouldn't buy stuff is probably the best memory i have with you. on the one night back in june when all of a sudden my depression attacked you talked to me all night to cheer me up. you also said i wasn't allowed to be sad because i am "such a loveable person". that was the first time someone has ever really said that to me. you don't know how much that ment to me. then something changed. i don't know what it was, but something happened. i didn't like it. we stopped talking, & you pretty much replaced my friendship. i felt like i wasn't needed anymore, wasn't cared for. & then things got really ridiculous, so i finally comfronted you about it. and you gave me some really lame excuse about it. well a few months have again passed without as much as a simple hello being exchanged between us. but today, today you did something that really touched me & kind of made me want to cry. we had a nice, yet very simple chat and you were acting very much like the older brother i always wished i had. you asked how my finals went and you said you were proud of me. it may seem silly, but no one ever says they're proud of me. no matter what i do & how i do it, that's the one praise i never receive. so i've been sick the past 2 days and feeling like total poop, but you made my day better with one little word. crazy huh? so it doesn't matter that all that stuff happened & that you were a total jerk, i'm just looking forward to seeing you next week.

love,
Isabela