Hurt?  Actually I don't really think it hurts, but just feet sad about that.

I have had imagined meeting him in the same office building for thousands of times, but didn't ever think it would be real.  I MET him, during lunch, in the same restaurant.

I didn't know what I should do, how I should react but I had never thought that it would be - he ran like a space shuttle after finishing his lunch gathering with his companion, and didn't even try to look that way my table was.  I am damn sure that he saw me.

This is ironic - when I was still thinking whether to catch up with him or just say "Hi", he avoided me.  Though it did't really hurt, but I feel bad, for him and myself.