I'm sorry.

I don’t think you’ll ever know exactly how much it’s eating me inside. Exactly how much you being mad at me really phases me. Which I know it shouldn’t considering the fact that we haven’t talked in months. I just really, really like you’re brother and I used to like YOU, but you never acted on it. Do you remember the day you came over? Just the two of us. We were in my backyard and I had atleast a hundred of those fuzzy things that you can make a wish on. Right before I tried to do a front flip on the trampoline that you were teaching me for hours how to do I picked one up, wished and jumped. It was my first front flip. I was so proud, I did it every day for hours. Well.. after you left I picked every single one of those fuzzy flowers.. I bet it took me a half an hour. I grabbed them all, they all barely fit in both hands and I wished that you were going to take me to the 8th grade formal dance… You took Heather. One of the reasons I dumped my boyfriend in 9th grade was for you.. you changed you’re mind and said you didn’t like me anymore. And now this year.. we don’t talk anymore, and I really, really like you’re brother. Please don’t be mad. Honestly.. the way that I look at it, if I stay with you’re brother he’ll be around all summer… you won’t.