something, only we know

I, was diffident, but now am certain. there was a reason.

I, inelegantly approached in distress, failing my duty of being a princess.

asking if you could, teach me the game of catch.

You, were arrogant, but now certain. there was a reason.

You, elegantly stood in composure, lingering exuberance in the atmosphere.

wondering how I could be so queer;

but.

we, scribbled our innocence, in memory of our existence.

we, sketched the stars, drew the mountains, painted the waves.

in hope,

our hearts would pave the way.