Something And A Lot More
I don't recall the time I stopped calling you 'ate' and started calling you by the nickname I made just for you.
Maybe it was the time when it suddenly felt as though we were of the same age—a two-year age gap seems like nothing anyway—especially when I hit my late twenties, just like you.
Or maybe it was the time I felt I'd become more mature than you—when you continued trying to figure out life as if you never knew what you wanted to do, to become, or even where you wanted to be.
But just setting the record straight, I never lost my respect for you; you're still the...
Maybe it was the time when it suddenly felt as though we were of the same age—a two-year age gap seems like nothing anyway—especially when I hit my late twenties, just like you.
Or maybe it was the time I felt I'd become more mature than you—when you continued trying to figure out life as if you never knew what you wanted to do, to become, or even where you wanted to be.
But just setting the record straight, I never lost my respect for you; you're still the...