In another life, perhaps Sammy would have been more than just a friend. Maybe in a different time and place, you could have been lovers, soulmates even. But fate had other plans for you, cutting your life short at the tender age of 13.

The way his hand brushed against yours, the way he smiled at you with those twinkling brown eyes. And then there was that one fateful day, your birthday, when he leaned in and kissed your cheek. It was a moment frozen in time, etched into your memory forever.

He giggled, "You're blushingggg" He teased, looking at you witht hat mischevious grin he always had.