As much as I hate you, I can't lie that I do indeed miss talking to you. Sometimes I wish we'd talk again but I also think that it's for the best that we don't anymore. I don't have anything against you, I personally wouldn't mind for us to be friends again, to be honest. I kept thinking of reconnecting, but all the things you did to me kept me back and the hatred just grew even bigger. Also please treat your significant other better because they deserve it. If not, you'd just disappoint me, even if we have nothing to do with each other anymore.
I hope we talk more often. Suddenly I think that it was my fault that I rushed things and told you the truth straight away after we've become friends, though I only do that because I want to get it over with and I don't want it to drag too long that it'll have bad repercussion, because I know if I can stop it, I'll do it. I was probably being selfish but I cared at the same time too for your feelings to let you know that the silence meant that it's not reciprocated. Better than it being too late, better the harsh truth.
You do not know my existence but I want you to know that I hate you from the bottom of my heart. Fine, you were probably the victim since I do not know the story from your side (even though I do have a vague idea), but knowing the story from him was enough to make me feel furious that I wish someone would throw a crowbar at your head. Not gonna lie but I was hoping of approaching you and befriending you to know the story but I feel like it's best not to reopen an old wound, as much as I'm curious about it.
Why did you have to go away on Christmas Eve? Well, be safe there and I'll see you again in 5-6 days from now. Was thinking if I should wrap your presents nicely in a box or just give it to you in them plastic or something but it doesn't really matter now, does it? But yeah, be safe in the jungle and try not to die. Seriously, when was the last time you went to a bootcamp? Merry Christmas to you, Happy New Year and Happy Birthday.