Teenage love hurts, and you didn't believe those words when Raymond and you crossed paths in high school

He was the opposite of you, cold and quiet, and you, a very extroverted boy. Sometimes, little words would cross between you two. He was a dream for you

A distant dream that would go out when you saw him at lunch time too close to Helen, your bff. Bad thoughts came quickly

Maybe if you had hurried, maybe if you weren't a boy, you could be his little spoon