A guy came inside our classroom. Everybody recognized him. I recognized him.
He stood in front and started talking. I did not understand any of the things he said for I was busy reminiscing how the two of us used to be. His promises, my promises. Our happiness.
I waited… expected him to stutter or even show signs that he was conscious standing in front of me. But he finished talking confidently, perfectly.
And he left.
Without saying goodbye.
Not even goodbye Heather.