Would you even like to know what *I* want? You haven't so much as asked me how I'm doing, or even acknowledged my existence other than to insult or ridicule me to other people. You may not care what I want, but I'll tell you anyway: I want you to earn my trust and respect back. I want to know that what we had was real. I want to know that you meant the things you said at the time, even if you changed your mind later, or your feelings changed later, I want to know that it meant something to you. I want to know that you weren't just bullshitting me the whole time. I want to know that you really were the person I thought you were at the time, an honorable, caring, loving person, even if you changed later, and even if you will never be that person for me again.
What I do NOT want is to go on feeling like I made some incredibly stupid mistake, and believed in something that wasn't ever real, which is what pretty much everyone who knows you tried to impress upon me in one way or another, including you since it seems like you were determined to show me just how mean and hateful you could be. What I do NOT want is to have you and your little army of so-called friends denigrating my perception of you, or at least of who you were at that time.
I want to know that the way I saw you was REAL. You know what, you don't have to live up to that. You're free to solemnly swear to be and do whatever the f**k you want. You don't have to be the person I saw in you. In the words of the song, if it ain't you babe, that's your choice. But you know what else? You DO NOT have to keep on stubbornly, rebelliously keep shoving it in my face that you're not that person. Who are you trying to prove it to anyway?