Do you remember when our hair perpetually reeked of chlorine, when your elevator became our private jet, when we hid from your brother in moth infested wardrobes, when we ate foreign sweets with puckered faces, when you accidentally on purpose cut my hair, when we buried glittery trinkets in the sand, or when we swore super duper secrecy in tents.
Do you remember when you left me?
Do you remember when you left all of us?
Do you remember that, Isa