I once went back to see her 8/21/13

I once went back to find a girl. Look up an old love. Powerful knowing in college years.
I found her. There was strength and beauty different then before, age and maturity in her face. She had kids and wounds. She was stronger and more sad. Before she was impulsive and full of ideas, now she was set in her ways but had no path to walk for the difficulty of her situation.
Are some people always needed rescuing? Was I just lonely?
She still had that power and spirit I had loved so, but now it was hard and being used like plow horses-daily, as all resources must be put to use when there is not time to heal or hands to help or maybe her pride or fear denied help.
We laughed, we smiled and I will not call again. Leaving each other as a lovely story in a moment of early adulthood.