Never Say Die

Entry by: jaguar

16th June 2017

Oh you, oh you at fifteen.
Your little finger held mine
but nothing else touched.
Wish I’d swept us away
from the worst thing we could be -
a nothing ever happened.

So somehow we’re fifty
other old school friends nod
and say I’m wise to have
walked away, not knowing
you never asked and if you had
I would have been foolish.

Because who you are and what
I feel for you have stayed
teenaged and unbearable.

Because, back then,
our catchphrase
was never say die.