You ran outside in the pouring rain. The cold of the evening street immediately hit your lungs and you involuntarily put your hands on your shoulders, rubbing them. You couldn't go back, you couldn't look John in the eye. He had changed too much and you didn't understand why. After only a couple of seconds, you heard footsteps behind you, but you didn't turn around, you knew he was standing there. The man, without closing the distance between you, said in a slightly trembling voice:

"I'd never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you... I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you..."

You were silent, and John continued a little quieter:

"No, i don't wanna fall in love... With you."