Analyzing You

So how are you now anyway?

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I see a gap. And no, you may not make another excuse to try to explain it. Go ahead, call it a 'lull period'. Call it a fucking misunderstanding.
Do whatever the fuck you want to do with your precious self and your valuable time. You've hurt me enough. And I've had enough of your wounded little drama.
And why should I pretend? Oh, maybe one day things will be the way they were. Laughter and nothing but.
Yeah, right.
Let's see you try and make a little effort. Not going to happen, am I right?
Because you only choose to miss those who hurt you and those who help will always be there.

And you don't take in much of it, do you? So read this and call me whatever the fuck you want to.
But now, in your heart you're always going to know, you're the one that brought us down. You're the one that gave up.
So go on, blame me. Put the weight on my shoulders and run away. Run. Because it's what you do best. Escapist inside a rock-solid box.

So let me now ask:
Who Are You?

Because you definitely are not the friend I once knew.