I saw you outside the local mart today.

For once, I thought you'd leave me alone because for months that's all you've been doing.

But you came up to me and asked me if I'm feeling better.

I told you no.

I wish you left me alone after that.

But you didn't.

Stop breathing down my neck.

You kept throwing ridiculous amounts of food into my cart. Your face was indifferent, and you treated me like when we were...friends.

I didn't tell you to stop.

I don't know why. Maybe I just wanted you to keep doing what you were doing.

You paid for everything and you carried the bags back into my house.

I was silent the entire time it all happened.