Dude, I know EXACTLY how you're feeling right now. I was with a group of friends traveling up state on a bus. When we got there she didn't talk to me hardly at all, even avoided sitting next to me, and ended up talking to my best friend. Talk about hurt. On the way back it was about 12am when we started back home and for 5 hours I sat on that bus and let all kinds of stuff flow through my head, didn't even sleep. The next day, I called up my best and asked him if he liked her, if she liked him, and if he didn't tell me what all was exchanged between them I would blow his brains out with my 12 gauge. fast forward: Turns out, she didn't like him at all. Maybe as a friend. But since me and her were in a rut, she depended on asking and talking to my best friend about me.My friend told me she needed space and that she felt suffocated. So, I gave exactly what she wanted. I avoided her since she was avoiding me. After about a month, I saw her again at the college. I walked her to her car. She gave me a ride to my car because I parked behind the building and she parked in front. Before I got out, I talked to her. She said that she missed me. I apologized and told her that I was addicted to her and I needed some time off. But now I was ready to be the friend she needed. When getting out of the car, I looked back and she had her arms open, "you've given me a hug every time you've seen me for like 3 years, you just can't quit." So, i gave her a hug and went our ways. That was the start of an unexpectedly powerful friendship. The only problem was, I wasn't over my "addiction" yet. And now I'm battling with falling out of love with her.Hope this helps