You gave me your jacket that windy day we went horse riding
And clasped my hand tight running downhill when we couldn't hear anything
except the wind and the blood rushing in our heads.
We laughed through the pants and the gasps till our sides hurt
Then we ate too many mini strawberry sundaes
and played charades with everybody on the bus.
I guessed that movie you had completely made up, and your friends were mad.
The day I couldn't stop crying, you sat with me through breakfast, lunch and karate class patiently as I spoiled your favourite white shirt.
The twins kept telling everybody how it was a relief that she was gone
but I had you and we missed her together.
You slept with my hands in your hair on the bus our way home
And during the pit stop we shared the cotton candy you bought for me,
claiming you hated it and didn't want one for yourself.
We were so young and naive and quite cute.
I wonder if we have ever crossed paths these past seven years. I wonder what you look like now. I wonder if you ever think about me. Do you even remember me?
