"Hey, what's up?" I asked a friend.
"I'm good. Hey, you know G? I bumped into him last week."
It's been more than a year since I last talked to G. We had a whirlwind romance. I just broke up with my ex. He broke up with his. We talked about philosophy and human existence. We talked about pizza.
I tried to run away from him 'cause I didn't want a rebound, and I was still confused over my ex. He stayed around. We got closer and closer.. and closer.
It was complicated. I told him we could only be friends.
He ended up resigning from the office, since we worked at the same company. I wished him well as he told me he was getting back with his ex. He wanted to stay in touch, but said we needed to keep it a secret from his ex.
To which I disagreed. I have avoided talking to him since.
I hated losing a friend, but it was for the best.
"So, how is he?" I asked my friend.
I was dumbfounded, but what other option was left?
I couldn't be his THE one.