Stupid how the mind will try to distract itself.
And in that moment, the wordless thing passed between us, the thing that wasn't quite love but was so close I could believe in it sometimes.
I will make a pact with you: I will do it if you will do it, always and forever. Take down the walls.
Funny how certain things stay with you.
You see, we didn't know.
Most of us won't see one another after graduation, and even if we do it will be different. We'll be different. We'll be adults--cured, tagged and labeled and paired and identified and placed neatly on our life path, perfectly round marbles set to roll down even, well-defined slopes.