a few weeks ago I was very drunk and went home with someone I didn't know. he was very kind and sweet to me but I snuck out of his home at 5am. I didn't think he truly liked me, I assumed he just wanted the physical and we were done with eachother.
I never tried to see him again, I didn't leave my number as I was tiptoeing out the door.
I saw him for the first time since today. I was afraid and tried to hide behind cans of tomatoe paste in the grocery store. I don't know if he recognized me, he didn't seem to.
I don't know whats worse. Him not recognizing me or me not having the guts to say hello.
I think he and I could be friends if things had gone differently.