From Silver... to Blaze

Blaze; this is Silver.
I am responding to you so listen up.
Stop sending me notes.
Stop trying to tell me that you love me.
As far as I know....
...
Your NEVER going to have me.

I know these things.
I'm not stupid you know.
I know your obsession with me.
But I'm not caving in.

As for my girl...
I'm not with her for her looks;
But really for her personality.
I love her with everything;
And you need to respect that.

You need to open your heart.
I've told you this many times,
But you won't listen.
You never do.

You don't need me.
What you need is self confidence.
To be proud of yourself.
Not only that, but of what you have.
You are very insecure;
And it's mostly when I am not around.

Don't change, Blaze.
No matter how much you change,
I'm still not going to have my hands high.
Be yourself.
I will respect you more if you did.

You are a pretty girl, Blaze.
It's not about looks.
I'm not not into you.
Please understand that.

I will always be your friend,
But you always on me isn't helping.
Instead, it's hurting.
Please stop this.

You're overwhelming me, Blaze.
All the letters and notes;
All the time you tell me this and that;
It's getting old.
I'm tired of it and it needs to end.

So my advice is to read this poem,
And stop following me.