Enough is Enough

I don't know what to do. You have broken my limits. You pushed too far. Enough is enough. I don't know how to deal with situations like this. I see the look in your eyes. The strange words you say. The way you talk to me. It's strange. You're strange. What changed? Why can't we just be friends? I wrote your behavior off as friendly teasing, but I can't write it off anymore. I guess I should have expected this. No one can leave for a year and a half and come back expecting everything to be the same. That's the thing. Everything changes. In seventh grade, the tables were turned. Everything changed. Honestly, I gave you your chance to be my friend, and you blew it. Clearly you can't control yourself. I'm tired of hearing every one's excuses for your actions. I'm done. Unfortunately, I am too nice to tell you to back off. I try, but I just can't. I've seen what you have been through, but that is no excuse. If you really wanted to be my friend, you wouldn't push my limits and make me feel uncomfortable. I'm so done with you, my emotions can't take it anymore. So goodbye, I guess. Please, please just leave me alone.