We had that three nights, clean teeth, droopy eyes from sleepless 3: 45, I saw you around each time I walked out the tent flimsy flaps and all my fuzzy insides goes all, "oh my god, this is my most favorite being in This whole wide world."
We had that three days, tanned skins, morning march, the cold air of 11:00 am something, boys were not allowed to walk across girls' tents but you did anyways, we both flashed our torches , I heard you, I always did.
We had all the time in this universe, to figure love out, to act based on intuition, amend the potholes in us within three numbered days. I see now my skin sunburned, yours sunkissed from the days.
You know maybe we never had anything at all, we never got to bloom into everything we wanted to.
