In the end, it doesn't really matter.

Something I wrote when I was still venturing in Theatre in my Polytechnic years. Was a heart-wrenching scene, after Andrew confessed his feelings to John. Don't know where the script is lying now. This is what I remembered.

John: You know what? You're right. I'm going to run away, and I'm going to ignore you.

Andrew: John, don't go. Wait.

John: What do you want?

Andrew: Give me a hug. Just one hug.

John: You're crazy! Go away. Get out of my life!