but i do love you. i’m sorry I’ve made you angry or sad or both. now you’re determined to keep me out or at least hurt me long enough to make amends. please just tell me how i can make it up to you. you know i’m impatient and you are always testing all my vices as if to wash them out of me. i’m sorry. i’ve learned my lesson. you know i’ll wait and stay loyal to you as long as i think there’s some chance to get my friend or whoever you are back again. i want you in my life. really. more than anyone else. and i don’t care what sort of s***** eccentricities you have. if you have them i will be them or support you, you know i will. i miss loving on you and i feel you belong and fit with us no matter how small or big you want that to be really. please stop thinking the worse, sticking knives in me, and pushing me away. i know i’m asking you to give me chances i don’t deserve, but i love you.