I thought that being with you is like being with buddy, but it seems that my assumptions were wrong...

I still remember whenever I have feelings to share, you will support me no matter what, you will give me some advice to make me understand, some jokes to cheer me up.

Now, you joke on me together with the things I told you. You no longer show the sympathy you had once. You became the devil together with my bad feelings.

I hated you for that, I do not understand why you did that but I think I know for some reasons you backed away. I have less friends that you could imagine although I am surrounded by friends all day long. That's just the surface.

Why must you do that?