My Childhood Friend

"I..." Words failed me as the security guard shifted his attention to a person behind me. It had to be you. Because my body already responded. The way it always did when I thought of you. When you were near. And when we last touched.

It yearned as if two separated parts of a soul were magnetized to each other. I could not breathe and clutched my heart. I could not tell if I were having an episode. Or if this were just my normal response to your nearness.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here." Your voice sounded like you wanted to strangle me.