how should i feel?
good?
bad?
nothing?
i mean, let's look at it this way:
we aren't friends.
i don't talk to you.
but you like me.
no, no, not like me.
you think i'm different.
but a good different.
a different that most people don't see.
i think this is a good thing.
i mean, i did once know you.
not well, but enough.
enough to talk to you for a whole season.
but at the same time;
this is random.
this is weird.
this is... different.
but i will thank you,
for what you think of me.
because it is a compliment;
and a huge one at that.
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