I'm Sorry.
For what I did to you.
The reason I was mean to you was because I liked you. A lot.
I wanted attention, I wanted you to notice me, but I was just the new kid, loser.
The only thing I was good at was being smart. But you beat me at that.
So I tried to degrade you, down to my pitiful level.
I loved you so much that I had to hate you, so I did.
And now I realize I always had your attention.
But it was hate. Pure hate directed towards me. So I stopped.
You left, time passed and I started to notice you again.
But this time I'll come over with a smile.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
It's over. A summer passed and I never once saw you.
But now I'm about to come over with a box of candy to say hi.
I'll say I'm sorry. But this time, it will have a kiss attached.