Origami paper fortune tellers: twisting destiny between our fingers. Holding hands against a chain link fence. I’m always out; you’re always in. Skinned knees and butterfly stitches: fly away and live with the clouds. Race the sun against a clear blue sky. Winner gets Venus, loser gets Mars. Either way, we’re among the stars. Passed notes in the back of class. Mark Y or N and send it back. Living lives dangerous as dangerous could seem. Secret stolen kisses while our friends flew tattered kites. Thirty seconds seemed like the rest of your life. Call it love or luck or just bad timing. Whatever you call it, make sure you mean it.