An acquaintance of sorts.

An acquaintance, previously. Now, a friend, perhaps?

Barely a look, a smile was rare. A playful abusing.

This time; tight, warm hugs were shared. The difference is obvious. Why, I do not know. A wink, a laugh, looks, random talks.

Sometimes, I wonder. But, I know it will never be. Running, and it is gone again. And the empty feeling, stays there and will always be.