Just Friends

It's not a story. More of an incident that took place recently.
I met an old friend of mine. A friend from school. We were like best friends during 8th grade. Inseparable. We always had the best time together. When I met him I was so excited, he on the other hand gave a very cold reaction.
In 9th grade, we got into different sections, so we saw less of each other. But I know, every moment I was not with him, I thought of him. Over the year, we lost the connection we had. I too got busy in stuff. But after the vacations, when I went to his place, he had left. All information I could get was that his dad was a cop and so he got transferred to a different city. I tried his phone, but it couldn't reach him. I remember I was very sad that day, though I was shattering on the inside, I couldn't understand all of that. I was very immature to consider it as love. But I didn't cry. A part of me wanted to cry himself into river, another part of me asked "What for?!"
It took me a moment to get over it. But I did!
Until a few weeks ago I ran into him. He barely recognized me. I had to give him a full description of everything! That was sad too! Even after that his response was quite cold. As if he was doing just for the sake that we were friends once. I met his boyfriend too. I wonder if things would've been a bit different, I would have been at this guy's place. But as I said.."was  too young to understand" .
That night, my brain was occupied by his thoughts. How we used to sing together holding hands, walking down the road. How he used to tell me his stories. How I cupped his face when he used to cry. Every single day that I had spent with him was moving clearly in my  head!
I've met him a few more times after that day, but I cannot see the guy whom I knew. I don't know.
Maybe we were supposed to be JUST FRIENDS!!