Stop making me think about you.

Stop having such soft, sweet, kissable lips.

Stop being so pretty that I have to look at you.

Stop making me think about things that are in the past.

Stop making me fall for you.

Stop being so cheerful while I'm about to cry.

Stop constantly saying those words in my head.

Stop making me think it isn't over.

Stop making me think it's my fault.

Please.