20 years ago, when it was me and you.

The world before when I was young was when there was me and you.

Yes. With you. You and I were full of surprises. I was giddy, and you were funny. We were the best pair that the world has ever come into. 

I..

For a day, we would explore all the thoughts that we have and put it up into the sky. We’d try to align them to form a constellation. Sometimes we would shape it into a huge castle where you are the prince, and I am the princess. It was too perfect. Youth was too perfect to end. You would tell me that you’d rescue me, that you’d be on my side. My juvenile heart did not understand you. But I still loved the sound of your voice when you would calm me down if our thoughts weren’t like the constellations up high in the sky. 

I-I…

You smile so bright, my prince. You smile too bright. It shines upon the world that we created. But too bad. The oceans came along and there were new stars. And that was the time when I knew what my puerile heart did not know before. There were moments that you wanted to hold me tight as if you were Atlas, and you had to carry the earth on your arms. I felt like I was safe from any harm. There was pain in your voice when you said those words a bit too late when the stars didn’t fathom at all. When our hearts didn’t connect as one.

I lo-   I swear I lo- admire you.

Were you able to smile that bright? When you knew that your star could not be fathomed at all with mine?