I’m not perfect. I’m me. I have my imperfections and make my own mistakes. You of all people should understand why I’m uneasy and very insecure about it… You should love me for me and not get upset when you know exactly why I’m insecure. I love you more than anyone, and you are my best friend. I want to spend every minute of everyday with you but I can’t. So when I don’t hear from you I get a little worried. Don’t get mad at me. Be mad at yourself for not letting me know what is going on. You of all people should understand.