I don't understand why you do this to me, yourself. I walk into lab, and find out you switched into my lab day. You wanna know why you did that? Not because you wanted a change, not because your friend is my lab partner. But because I'm there. I know you love me. Don't even try to deny yourself that. You flirt with me the entire time. I just want to be friends. I've told you so many times that I'm done. Because I know that you're done. I know you can't do it anymore. So I've given up, and you should too. But you just keep trying for no apparent reason. You tell me to text you, and I do, and then you like can't even keep a conversation going. What's the point of that. What's the point of starting a conversation. You put on little shows too. You pretend you're depressed, and then say you're not. Well, which is it? Stop playing games. Seriously. I'll be your friend. I'll be there for you. You don't have to keep fooling yourself, fooling me. It's over, alright? I know. I know it's done. Just please. Let me live at least. In peace. Without your games. Please.