You are barely hanging on. Only grasping by the feeling of nostalgia those Coldplay songs bring to you. It was electrifying uttering the word ‘forever’ in your room that night. The stars were immense and to make matters worse (or better) they were all yellow. Your room was so small. Your twin size bed was surprisingly spacious and your skin was soft. I remember it all and I know I will for the rest of my life. I miss our height difference. I miss your high pitched voice but what I miss the most is our innocence.
Kids is all we were