When we were children
before this happened.
I was your best friend.
Your sister.
And maybe someday, I could have been something more?
That was what I hoped.
I use to dream
that you, with your gentle smile, and me, with my love,
would live in a cottage by the sea,
and play everyday on the surf
Now I know this can never be.
'Cause you grew up,
and I grew.
