I wanna ignore you with all my soul, but every time I do it I get this pang of guilt. When did you become my weakness? I can't stand to have you near anymore. But you're at my class, I can't help but see you day after day. Day, after painful day. From time to time I dare to look at you and I regret it every time. I can do nothing without you coming to my mind straight away, everything reminds me of you. I know your face so perfectly I could paint it with my eyes covered. My eyes which seem to see nothing but you. How do you dare to unable me to do anything but think of you? How do you dare to even talk to me after all that you've done? I'd like to say I would like you to leave High School, but I can't. It's not true. If you left I would lose all interest in going. Please, either leave or, notice me, because I'm dying to be able to say;
