When I saw you last

We laughed brightly. It had been days since I had arrived, but our smiles from the train platform had yet to leave our faces. We walked along the sun-heated cobblestone, leaping back and forth over the small man-made streams that ran along each road. We danced our way through the crowds, your arms swinging gladly. Every few meters you'd reach and pull me into the shade of some overhang, the darkness of a small alcove, and whisper stories to me.

We were friends with secrets, conspiring together.