we sat at the same table in lunch. never once did i pay attention to you. we weren't exactly friends. just forced to be in the situation, surrounded with other people we called friends. you sat one seat away from me. my best friend sitting in between us. to say i even cared about you would be a lie. the conversation between others seemed to go on, never once did you and i engage in one together. we talked around each other, as if we never acknowledged each other's existence. and why would we, hell, we weren't friends after all.
