Stranger.

I remember it happened a long time ago. Honestly, I could've forgotten it. I would've forgotten it too easily, until you said sorry. I almost choked a butterfly inside my stomach. We barely knew each other. But you said sorry, for something you didn't really do it wrong. Still, you're a stranger to me, as we're not even friends. But what still makes me wonder is that, how come... a stranger can be so nice, so thoughtful. Man I swear we barely talked. she's just a friend of my friend. who is not my friend. but she cared. Honestly, I'm having a trust crisis. Funny and ironic I see when a stranger cares about my more than people who actually live through the days around me.