|Don't feel bad.|
I have never known what to say.
Even back then, in ninth grade, I didn't have the right words.
I know that the way I've taken hasn't been helping you.
Really, it isn't a big deal.
It's what works for me.
And if it feels like that, I don't know if I ever want to understand.
Yeah, it hurt, what you said.
I probably did take it the wrong way, even though you warned me not to beforehand.
But I get what you're saying.
Believe it or not, even though I haven't had as much experience as you have, I know what it feels like to be rejected, and rejected by him.
I at least know that.
I apparently don't understand what you're going through, so I can't say much of anything, except that I love you, too.
This probably wasn't the best response, but I'm crunching on time here.
Just please call me if you need me.
If I could hug you and make you feel better, I would.