I stood there, across the river from my crush. Elmo. I was so deeply in love with him. But I don't think he feels the same way about me though.
We come from two very different lifestyles, so it would be obvious that he doesn't love me back. Growing up we didn't talk that much, even though we lived down the same road. I was always too afraid to talk to him as he was extremely popular with the other children and I was just there in the background. It's like the situation we are in now. There was something always there to separate us. And not let us get to know each other. Become friends with each other. To love one another.
Just like a river...