I have no idea. Did I do something wrong? Did I do something to hurt you? Do you just not love me anymore? Or is there some other reason. I wish that you would just TELL me things instead of making me find out later and hurting me. You never used to hurt me. That's one of the reasons why I loved you. But now, I look at you and it pains me. Because I don't even know if you contain an ounce of love left for me. I think I'm still going to make you another power point, though. You'll always be my best friend, I think. And even if you aren't always my BEST friend, I'll still love you. No matter what.