Why?

Last night I hung out with my former soccer baseball buddies. It was fun. I never thought we could have that much fun together again. I never planned to drink either but I got drunk. So there we were talking about work and the dilemmas that go with it when the topic shifted to of course, the love life. Hmm, to say that love is not a part of my life right now is exaggerating it. Love is always there in one form or another which means I'm no bitter hag, right? What bugs me is the fact that I am hurting and I can't do anything about it. I was ok, heck, I was more than ok. I got to accept the fact that things were over and I was ready to move on. Then for some reason you had to text me and leave me hanging. What the hell is that? If you want us to be friends, fine with me. If you never want to talk or see me again, I'll oblige. But never, ever, leave me hanging. As far as I'm concerned I never treated to that badly. I deserve explanations, damn it!