"What do you want?"

I don't know you as the kind of person that would lie or say things that you know would hurt ANYBODY. You aren't like that. I know, you don't abuse or attempt to control those who care about you, or anyone for that matter. You are a great person, and no break up, fight, or mistake could ever change that.

And so I ask you; what do you want?
                 If you want to hurt me every time we exchange more than superficial pleasantries, I'm sad to see that our past friction has left you hurting. I see I have gotten under your skin the way you had gotten under mine. I understand, and in my own hurt, I've felt similarly during past fights. If you want to continue to bicker, or to satisfy a belligerent feeling within you, I understand. I feel belligerent every time I "stress." But No, Zach, I will no longer engage in these pointless fights.
                 If you want to hate me, I understand. But I'll never hate you. If you really want to lose me as a friend, I won't undertand that. But I wil accept it, so be it if it should be. If you want to cease good relations, or even talking or looking at each other, so be it. 

And so I ask you; what do you want?
                 If you want to get along, I'd be more than glad to. If you want to know what REALLY goes on at the lunch table, I'd be happy to tell you. Just ask.
                 If you want to talk, know that I am here for you when you need me. I still care about and for you, maybe not as a girlfriend, but as a friend. (I didn't make a very good girlfriend anyway. I'm a good friend though, but as for dating, it's not my forte.) If you need anything, and even when you don't, don't feel awkward to approach me. I'm not sure if it would feel awkward to you, but it used to feel awkward for me to be around you. (Since then, I've gotten over that.) I'm not even sure if you're unwilling to come near me, but with time it'll be easier. 
All of this sticky mess will get easier. Summer will help, too.
                 If you want to remain as friends, I welcome you with open arms.


And so I ask you, Zach, what do you want? I want you to think about it, but I don't wish for you to answer me. My biggest mistake through all of this was to push an answer to a certain destructive and dangerous question.
In the whole perspective, you won't really be answering the question at all---

Not in words.
Don't tell me your answer, because that would be impossible.

Your actions alone will answer the question. 

Peace be with you, Zach. 
Whatever the answer to the question is, I hope that you find happiness.

Your friend,
Marie.