Tillie Cole

The half-empty jar of a thousand boy-kisses.

“And my heart almost burst.”

“Our footprints in the sand.”

In both cases, a bond that no one could break.

School was no fun when the other wasn’t there.

“You’ll still see me in your dreams. This isn’t a goodbye.”

I loved him speaking Norwegian to me.

She told me that the best and prettiest things never stay around for long.

“Poppymin! It means my Poppy. For infinity, forever and always. You’re MY Poppy!”

We were all we needed.