Who is counting?
— I am counting.
You are always counting.
— You have to ask me to stop.
You buried me the day after Valentine’s day.
— You broke my heart.
All is forgiven.
— Nothing is forgotten.
Why are you still so angry?
— You left me again without goodbye.
Why won’t you reciprocate?
— You can’t have it your way all the time.
Do you ever miss me?
— I never thought you would ask.
Do you ever wonder why?
— If there is heaven, they were out of Absolut.
Why do you mock me now?
— You can’t push me around anymore.
I only wanted you to laugh.
— Sometimes you hurt me.
No more running into trees.
— I am safely bored.
Will you run if I am not chasing you?
— I will be busy counting.
You are such a tedious nerd.
— Someone has to do your homework.
It is Valentine’s day again soon.
— It is one day after, to be precise.