Friends? What's the definition of it?

There's this feeling in me which I can't explain at all. It's a little sadness,unhappiness and.... all the mixed up feelings you can named. I always wanted things to be easier,much easier for anyone to handle. But... it seems like it's impossible. You told me,we're still friends. Fuck it. That wasn't true at all. Not even a single bit. Maybe there's a guilt there in me. But still.......... Thanks so much for saying we could still be friends/we're still friends when all that was just saying to make a comfort. It's seriously not needed at all. If that's what makes you happy. Just continue doing it. Because,you know.... it's all the hurt I feel. And the weird sadness in me. You don't bother a single bit all thanks for leaving and not knowing the hurt. Cause,In your mind... I'm the one that's in the wrong,I was the one that left. Putting all the blame on me. It's okay. You don't even read here anymore. I'm just gonna leave once I got my stuffs back.