ok so im new on the naurto scene...well writing anyway. me and my friends are kinda naurto addicts... any way so...heres a onshot

Disclamer: nope I, for one, do not own naurto...man do i feel deperessed now.

I remember the first time we met

It was snowing

And you forgot your jacket

So we shared mine

So many times it snowed and one of us had a jacket to share

We had many conversations in the snow

We solved many of life's questions

Keeping the answers to ourselves.

But then you left

Told me you'd come back for me

It's been 3 years

And everyone tells me to give up hope

But when you come home

You're not your self

We talked for awhile then you asked

Did you miss me?

No.

I missed the person you were. Call me when he's back.

I never did get that call.

I guess you didn't miss me either.