You poem

You would make faces at me across the dinner table

making me almost spit out my food

You would show me your yugioh cards

and teach me how dual

You would cup your hand over your mouth

when you had something to say

You would hide our study books

so that we could just play

We roamed the grocery store as if we were on a safari

hunting for samples and hiding between aisles

You would tell me your crush

or what girl had caught your eye

Those days were fun but now your a little shy