fall down fall out

They could fight all night about who should be mad at who. It is what it is and they we're both playing mind games. Neither of them would ever admit such a fact, but it was true. She could almost hear him through the computer screen. She had never heard him yell before but she could imagine the disgust in his voice as he said "i'm glad that you think i'm not worth talking to. because if you would believe that i sat down bored one day and decided to fuck with your mind, you have some trust issues. and because this is the second time you've blown up on me because of your issues, then i don't want to talk to you either." He made no sense in that respect, he didn't understand that his little part in this game had burned the trust that had been built in these past 4 months, and for someone who didn't trust so easily this was a major accomplishment. An accomplishment that ceased to exist at this point.
She furiously typed back "all im gonna say is you don't know what ive been through, this kind of shit has happend to me before and i know you guys like to joke around but this whole thing got taken a little too far. thats why im upset. as for trust you have no idea what ive been through. none." He really did have no idea how many times she'd been lied to and had had her head messed up.
He laughed and responded with such a cavalier attitude "lol again. u still think i had something in my head that would want to screw with you"
She didn't doubt this notion but she was starting to think that maybe his little part in this game was more miniscule than little. It still didn't exempt him from the fact that he had still played his part and screwed her over.
He was an ass, that she knew, she tended to find them the most interesting for some sick unknown reason. Oddly enough the more this little online squabble escalated the more she wanted to just forget about it reach through the computer and touch that handsome face of his. He was one one of the few people that she couldn't stand to be mad at, which was quite often. He always made her so frustrated and angry and she couldn't control it. Six seconds passed when "i'm done. thanks." popped up on the screen. She almost lost it at that point. She could feel the liquid build behind her eyes. Her stomach sank and her hands started to tingle. At this point she was typing out of anger and hurt "u shouldn't have given out my number that's the bottom line here, in fact u should delete it" She didn't mean the last part but she needed something dramatic and to counter his "i'm done" she sent "i am so done with u" and then she proceeded to block him. She contemplated letting her fit of rage take over and erase him from more than her AIM buddy list but she thought it best to not do anything to rash. A couple of hours later she realized the truth of the matter was that if she could take everything back and say what she really wanted to say without any reprecussions she would and what that entailed would be something like this...
I am head over heels crazy, insanely, in like with you. You make me nervous, give me butterflies, and make me feel like complete fool when I'm around you. I want to kiss you all day and rip your clothes off at night. I want to know everything about you and make your bed my second home. I'll read any book you want me to and I never thought your video games were stupid, it's just something that it is easy to tease you about. Your hugs make me feel safe and I never want you to let go. Any time we touch firey sparks are sent throughout my whole body and you can turn me on for hours with just that one touch. I savor our monday nights and to think those will be gone by the time schedules return to normal makes my heart sink. You frustrate me, and yet I can't get you out of my mind. I am head over heels, crazy insanely, in like with you.