what was I thinking...

I saw her in the hall today.
She looks different yet she is still cute. Dresses in the same style. I love her for it.
I don't know her anymore.
I wanted to go up to her and ask her how she was.
But I didn't want a "I'm good." I want to know how she really is. What her thoughts are. What is going through her head. How her family is. How life is. The deep thoughts that only a best friend would spill. I wanted to give her a hug. I wanted to know her again.
But I didn't do any of that.
I saw her in the hall today and walked past her.
I didn't stop.
I didn't say anything.
I walked right by.