It's funny how I sat down beside you and tell you how broken I was, as you were just there staring at me weirdly. I didn't let you speak as I finished my rants. Until then I said my goodbye without telling you my name. I know you're curious who I was, but do not follow me. It's better for us to remain strangers because the moment I let you speak, I'm afraid we'll pretend as strangers again... And I don't want to lie.