If no one has told you they love you today, let me be the first, he replied as he shook my hand.
If I would have known I would never see him again, I would have replied differently.
Because the narrator thought at the time. Today?
In fact, I do not recall.
And I have deserved the telling.
And if you happen to see him. My scars are not as painful.
Thank you! That I had not discarded our Craftsman’s tools
And I love you too!