You lived in my head as much as you did in your own. We never got in each other’s way. Being in sync made us believe in magic. Sometimes I catch you in my head and I hope it’s real and I hope it makes you smile.

It might have worked out. We blamed immaturity but we were still growing up together. There was distance and a few hearts to break, but we wanted to do this.

We were afraid and it will always be a regret.

We never tried but we should have.