I think you have some kind of radar to let you know when I've given up. Twice now, I've said that I'm done, that the ball is in your court and I'm done chasing. and twice now, you've done just enough to drag me back in. I don't know what to do anymore. I want for us to be friends. Hell I want to be more than friends! I'm gonna try once more. Tomorrow. If it doesn't work out then, then it's not going to. So, that's all my giving myself. Third times the charm right? Right? God I fucking hope so.