"We're not friends," I cut her off before she can say anything else, "Friends listen to each other. Any friend of mine would know better. No, we're not friends. I'm just the guy you like hanging around because I make you feel better about yourself." She locks her gaze onto the ground in front of her and slightly bites her lip, as if trying to come up with a response, albeit failing miserably. My mind comes up blank, as well. I've played this conversation out a million times in my head, so why now can I not remember a single thing I wanted to say?