I Must Have Been 4 Or 5Her name was Katie and she lived down the street. I remember how we would go into a closet together and kiss. I'm sure the kisses were with very pursed lips and closed eyes.
Eventually we had a faux wedding and married in her bedroom.
Years later I tried to get in touch with her when passing through her town, but I couldnt find her phone number. I've always regretted not meeting up with her at that age. I'll never forget how it felt to be 4 and in love.