happier?

We were 3 meters apart,
like we did not know each other.
Smiling, smiling,
like this inside joke was so funny.
Hilarious.
It drove me crazy.
We entered separately,
left separately,
like it was the best we could do.
We were 3 meters apart.
I could hear him snickering
while I jauntily bounced
towards the exit.
I glanced at his face
And saw that it was happy.
Too good to be true.
Maybe sarcastic?
Deceiving?
Why?
Maybe I was skipping a little too happily.
And no one should be happier than him.
Happy happy man.