"Do You Remember This?" I Say.
"What Was It. How Many Years Have Passed?"
You Can't Remember.
I Can't Either.
It Doesn't Feel Like It's Been So Many Years.
"I Miss Seeing You Like This. Sometimes I Think THat People Change So Much, But At Their Core There Is Always One Bit That Remains Unchanged, Sitting There Untouched... It's Just A Matter Of If You Can See It Or Not."
You Ask Me If I Can See It.
I Am Not So Sure I Can.