Selfish, selfish, selfish

I would like to know who told Mr X that I was his….In fact, when I became Private Propriety of my ex??!
Absurd and insane, but truth. He is a “ex-something”, who last short enough to be considered only a close friend, but long enough to think that he was, actually, in a relationship. Long enough to meet my sister, but short enough to not be invited to come over. Silly enough to be pretend that he wasn’t falling, but, somehow, deep enough to get to know that I have problems to talk about myself. Although he wasn’t asked to say anything about my life, he thinks that he can comand my life, and keep our friends in commum apart of me….specially guys, of course!
He has the horrible gift to transform unimportant things in really big deals. He likes to write down everything he fells. Some days he says hello, the others he doesn’t recognize me. When I said that he had to leave me alone, he made me say it twice: he couldn’t believe that I didn’t want him around saying that I take life too seriously, that I have to drink more wine, that I needed to open my life to everybody near me…
Then I had to say goodbye, but we could still be friends (sweet illusion!).
Oh, come on….break ups can be very hard, specially when you really like someone, but wait a second, life moves on!
If you can’t be loved and love with honest, keep yourself out of my way.
Why can’t people accept someone’s happiness? Why does guys always transform girls in objects, things that they think they can control? I could spend hours saying why I don’t want him as a boyfriend, but no….c’est suffi.
I just can’t understand why one of his most cute and nice friends doesn’t want to hurt him, and agree of supporting his craziness…
This very nice guy is struggling against the his own will. This make me so sick….