I wish sometimes we were back in childhood.
We had no problems.
We just played and ran in circles.
You were my playmate,
My friend,
My seat mate
You sat in front of me in 5th grade
Kinder.
That was where it all began.
Now, we've grown up.
We're old enough to realized
That sometimes,
Some things,
Some people,
Aren't meant to be together
...forever
Yet again and again,
In my sleep, I wonder,
If maybe it was my fault
That I didn't fight for what we had,
For what we shared,
And the memories we created.
Sometimes,
I lie wide awake,
Wondering,
Dreaming,
Regretting,
What if...
...I told you I liked you too
Would things have changed?
From where we are now?
Practically strangers