I remember laughing about belly buttons and sunglasses. I remember your pool and summer and sweat. I remember going to the movies on a Friday night, getting popcorn with extra butter, and a large icee we could never finish. I remember making a birthday cake for my dog made of peanut butter and dog biscuits. I remember your striped sweater that kept coming back to you no matter how many times you left it behind. I remember seeing you finally after years apart for the first time. You wore the striped sweater, and had the same horrible posture.
“You’ve changed.”
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