a rift between friends

I can read your heart from your face. I know during that time I quarreled with my roommates, you were starting to look down upon me. You don't know the situation exactly. But you just overlook me. You said, if you were me, you would have done…… But it is impossible for you to be me. This is apparent to all. Even so, you can declare it easily.
Since then those sorrowful affairs have already past. These days, though I always turn a blind eye to your cold face, and turn a deaf ear to your cynical words, I can't avoid feeling hurt. How hurtful it is!
We don't have a direct conflict, and the relationship between us has no discord, it is not a cold war. But, now, what's going on? I don't know why you just seem to dislike me, to be sick of me. This attitude makes me sad, really! Do you remember? From the first time I met you, I just show you my sincerity. I admire you. But you just treat me like dirt.
I guess, maybe there is someone that blackens me in front of you. A right person in doing so. You estrange me little by little. And once you said to me that if you hate someone you will just show your feelings on your face. And now, I can feel that .
I don't want to be a victim again. Friendship is intangible.

BEAUTIFUL! I really admire your writing skills! I'm a writer, myself, and I applaud you for that beautiful monologue! I hope some of the corrections I made didn't totally ruin what you were trying to express. I had a little trouble understanding some of the sentences you wrote, unfortunately. I'm very sorry! Well, I hope you continue writing more!