cycling Blog and Journals

Everybody know what a bad situation is this. For both people: who is in love and who is not.
Last week I was walking in the street at the evening with my dog when a cyclist  passed me and said loudly 'What a cute dog I have'.
'Emm, thanks' replied and said a Hello for the boy. At the first time I couldn't recognise who was him because it was too dark in the street.
I thought he went away but he didn't: not so far there were a place with lot of trees where he turned off and came back where we were.  I didn't want to talk with him beacuse later I realised I know him: he was the city's 'Poncer'..always asks everybody for different things such as fire to his cigarette or just a hankie...
He smiled at me and greeted me again and asked me a lot of stupid questions like 'Where do i live?' or 'Have I got a boyfriend?' etc...
If I wanted I gave answers but all I wanted was go away. Not so late he said he had to go, but he really hope we meet with each other AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
o.O (God, nooo......)
When he said stonger and louder the latest words I could die....

The best damn thing: he lives just one or two streets far from me.... NOOOO