Cold, cold like ice.

It was some camp.

Some sort of study/academic camp.

It’s been so many years, but there you were.

I have not seen you in so long, I have not heard from you in awhile too..

You looked different, you looked more mature; a young lady..



We talked. We laughed.

Despite the years, it felt as if the distance never spread, never drifted.


I held your hand. It was still cold, cold like ice.

Like always it always has been..

.. somethings really never change.


How are you anyway?

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