7 Years...

    Has it truly been more than 7 years since I last saw you? It only feels like yesterday, I had my hair pulled in a messy bun and was dancing only to make you smile. Or the time you were sick and I ran out in the snow to go to the cafeteria to bring you back warm soup and sweet cakes. I remember holding a cloth to your face to cool you down. I remember introducing you to my mom. My mom can still recall the memory. For now, that's all we had. Memories. We had a semester, and it seemed like a lifetime. You were there when I became rebellious, but with you, you were a constant. 

    When I see you, will we be strangers? Or will time have no reason for us? Will it be as if you never left? 

There are certain people that when I see them I know I am home. Will you be one of them?