Sorry

Hey I just want you too know that... well the title tells enough right?
Your busy right now (and will be for days) with Tyler and Bobert its cool and you. You said yourself you missed your cousins and wanted to be with them before school starts. I understand, truly I'm not some idiot

And I know you'll disagree to this but, I have hurted you berfore and I have upsetted you. Like my dad said "shes a nice girl, shes gonna she only wear what you got her or say she reads what you gave her because she cares for you. Otherwise she would have a better day".

True or not, I only use this site to say whats on my mind, And thats you, But i bet I'm rarely on yours. You've got stuff to, people to be with. Might as well think different. I don't want to hurt you or bother you anymore (I do thats a solid fact...beach trip)

Sorry for a lot of it, I messed up yes, screwed up yes. You say its hard to explain about the stuff I get you. It's not, you just don't like what I got and don't like getting stuff... right.

The poems I make for you are true as I can type/write. As I sit here and ponder what goes on in your head. I can only imagine the joy your receiving from your cousin, without me texting you or talking to you or being there.  

How about for say until Sunday, I won't call/text/hang with you unless you want to.. (meaning you have to call/text/ask.) yea I'll probably break this bet kinda thing(you'll never see this unless I tell you I made it..)

But I'll start it tomorrow. I'm making you miserable. Haven't heard you laugh or seen you smile in awhile. even on my B-day you were upset. Was it cause you were with me?...maybe...

And just at the moment I realize.. maybe you do semi hate me. or discare for me...wanting me out of the way.. I'm reading old stuff and looking at old stuff thinking to back to things said between us... I don't know... if your hurt by this that was NOT my intention just aloud thoughts...towards you...still...I guess somewhere in the line I messed up enough sorry I am..


Goodnight Maggie te amo... if you believe me
Do I believe you? or is it. I just hate myself enough to think all this