Pinky Promise

Silly…Remember when we were playing with the other kids from the neighborhood? Remember when we avoided your annoying cousin and she told your grandma? Remember when we played ”Truth or Dare” on the lobby and I gave you a peek on the cheek…you blushed so hard that we thought you had fever? Remember when we played that childish game running like crazy that the neighbor yelled at us? Remember when we took care of 3 spiders and your grandma yelled like crazy when she saw? Remember when I played the piano for you and you said you liked it? Remember when we painted our little “house” but couldn’t finish cause we didn’t have enough paint? Remember when we had a club and we fought because that was what they did in cartoons, but soon stopped and smiled? Remember when you climbed the big cherry tree and were to afraid to climb down and I had to climb and help you? Remember when we made fun of the kid next-door cause he couldn’t read? I still remember our childish acts. But do you remember when you confessed and I told you that I don’t want to break our friendship? I still remember. I remember I broke your heart and I’m sorry. Do you still remember that we grew up together and after you told me you had to leave? You broke my heart.
After 2 years of only speaking with your cousin and asking her about your health, you knocked at my door. You changed so much. Though I bullied you and made fun of your long hair and big nose, you knew I was happy to see you. And I could see that you were also happy to be back to the place called “home”, where we spent our childhood, happy to see everybody, happy to see me. We stayed all night and talked about random stuff. You changed into a more handsome and mature person. But though you changed I could still see that kid that always acted like he was the oldest, but came crying whenever I hit you too hard. Even if you were more mature, I still managed to bring that kid back and laugh like in the past.
I miss that little kid. I miss our childish acts. I miss everything. But I always smile and move forward. And time to time I look back thru memories and smile.
You didn’t call me. But that’s my fault, cause I forgot to take your phone number. And still, you should have called.
Though I’m afraid you might have changed too much, I still want to see you, to chat with you, to laugh with you. Like old times.
See you next year, right? Pinky promiseXD