Behind the anger lies pain.

Looking back all seems quite bizarre, from where I am now and wherever you are. There's no clarity, no means to fathom what happened. You said we'd be friends that you wouldn't react but from where I stand that's no matter of fact. If you wanted the same then why play this game?

What stops you from telling me how angry you are that I put an end to the mucky affair? It makes no sense that you want from me recompense. If angry you say you are not with frosty hostility, then why not simply talk with me? Perhaps in admittance, something else is transmitted.