If I could turn back time.
On the way back to the campsite I should have kissed you when I gave you my coat to keep warm.
In your caravan, with your gran sleeping in the bedroom nearby I should have kissed your sunburned chest better when you opened your blouse to show me.
When you walked me back to my tent with your friends I should have invited you to stay overnight.
The next morning when my dad asked whether he should make one coffee or two, I wished I could have said,"Two please."
Such a shy teenager I was.
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