The moment I laid eyes upon you, back in third grade, I was infatuated. I couldn’t drag my gaze away.
I spoke to you the first time that day, and from that moment on we were inseparable, like two peas in a pod.
Joined at the hip, we rarely strayed from each others side. I took the desk next to you, we spent our recesses and our lunches together, and after school I walked you home.
Eventually, obviously, we fell in love.
Not with each other, but wherever you are, my wife and I wish you nothing but the best.