One day we were friends and the next we weren’t. I thought I knew her but I was wrong. I wonder if I was just tolerated or if it was indeed friendship. With the perfect conditions who could fault me for being wrong. In a whole new environment looking for a connection, it was I she found and so we bonded but what was once warm and fuzzy chilled the moment she returned to her natural habitat. And so indeed I ask was it friendship or something else. We don’t talk anymore but it’s a mystery that at this moment it is she that’s on my mind.