"And all I do is think about my baby."
3/10/10 was the day you stepped into my life, and i thought we'd end up being good friends first, but we skipped that step, and we became more then good friends. i thought it would have been awkward, but it wasn't, not at all. oh jesus, we've been through so much and we've only been with each other for a month. i promise to never ever do those things to you again, i was a idiot. those long ass days without you, nobody to make me laugh with all of our inside jokes we made up, was just horrible. i was a jerk, just like the rest of them. no words can tell you how sorry i am, not even "sorry" can fix anything. the trust you had for me is probably half way gone, but i deserve it. i do believe you have every right to hate me, every fucking single right. but you don't, and for that i am super fucking happy. i don't know you as much as i would like to, but you make me happy in almost every possible way, you make me laugh, you make me smile. i haven't smiled and/or laughed like that in awhile and even my family notices it. i'm sorry for all the things i've put you through, and i swear i would never ever do that to you again.