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..
“COLD, COLD LIKE ICE.”
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?