Today I saw you, again.

I tried to ignore you the most I could, by not high-fiving your hand, doing a fist bump nor hugging you.

May I tell you, it was hard not to fall into temptation.

You asked me what you did wrong, I was going to tell you, but we did not have time. So, I responded with a simple sentence, "If I told you, I would never end." That probably didn't hurt you, as much as it did to me, yet you didn't know what I was talking about, so you asked me again.

I grabbed my stuff, and I said I was leaving—it was no lie, the bus I travel in was parking along the rest. You were leaving as well, so I decided to start walking, you then went behind me and said you're typical phrase—"I love you, too."

I know you did not mean it, so I paid no attention and with my foot on the bus step, I said, "Farewell, my friend."

---

Sent, November 28th, 2015 at 7:27PM.