It has been 1 year since i last saw or heard from you. I have never met you anywhere on the streets. Never would i thought that i will see you again... Not under such bizarre coincidences where we'd meet at the same mall, same restaurant and same cinema but with different partners.
I shook her hand. Her hand felt really soft and a little weak, and somehow at that moment i felt that if i were you, i would have chosen her too. Someone much weaker and more vulnerable... of whom u can protect...
At the exact time last year, i was drowning my sorrow in a club over you... I didnt think that i would shake my ex-rival's hand today like i did. How bizarre...