Hey, Angel. How are you?

It’s time; you know the old

Promise we made. It’s time

To fulfill it. That is what we promised

Each other, that is why we tangled

Fingers. Do you remember?

hope you do, because we made it after

All the hardships we went through.

The bond we shared, I haven't shared

With anyone else as closely as with you,

Except for Mushrooms.

But you left me in her hands, you left

Me, but I too left you. Yet I was the only

One who tried to keep us together.

And then, after a while, I gave up.

As hard as it was.

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Was it my fault that we grew apart,

Or was this all part of growing up?

Because I still think of you in the

Back of my head. Memories of us flood

My mind every time I go back there.

You, have you been back to where

We first met?

Or is it just me?

Ha. do you ever think about me?

Do you ever think about our beginnings,

like when we first met there? It's strange how

those memories linger.

Yet I still remember our promise...

I know this won't find its way to you,

But here is the promise that we made to each other...

'Angel, when we are both 20-21, we will get tattoos

representing our friendship.'

'We will get either a lock on me and a key on you

. Or we will see.’

Do you remember that?