Confused.

I don't really understand this. I like you, I really do. But after today, I like you even more but I dislike you a lot. Weird right? You're a different guy and I'm actually not comparing you to Paul. You know as well as I do that I think of him, but after today I couldn't get you off of my mind. It's not that I adore you, maybe I hate you. I don't know. I don't wanna talk to you, but I can't. I wish you'd leave me alone, I wish I could leave you alone. I'm sorry for yelling at you, but some of what I said was true. And some of what you said were true. I wish I didn't like you anymore because our situation had changed. Our conversations had changed. Our perspective of each other had changed. I just want you as a friend and nothing else. Even if you say you like me, even if you say all the kind heart warming stuff. I will not believe you. I won't. I can't. Because the rode that was once solid, received damage and the results were cracks. I received damaged and have been left with scars.