I'll leave him be for a while. If he wants to talk to me again, then great!
If not, then I'll go to him. And demand to know just one thing: "Tell me, do you still want to be my friend?"
I don't expect an explanation, I know what I did. But I just need to know... if I've completely ruined what we had, or if there's still a chance that I can get my good friend back.
Jeez, why does that sound so... needy?
And I know damn well that even though I planned this all out, it won't go the way I hoped. It never does. That's life, I guess.