When we were barely 2 years old
I had trouble learning the art of warking
But she was already excellent on her feet
And being born on the same day
It was like a setback to her
That we could not fly together
And she took it upon herself
To help me master my feet
And the first day I made it by myself
On my feet
I kissed her
And asked her to marry me
She laughed
And told me
We are too young for marriage
Ask me when we are 18
And I would say yes
I am sorry that I hurt her
On our 18th birthday