i love knowing who we are, finally.

you still remind me of those christmas wreaths

even though my dad didn't put them up this year.

i think it is kind of weird that

your brother remembers the year i got my braces off

or that you still think of that sunburn i had

when i came to watch you swim.

and i think it's strange that

i haven't spoken a single word to you in months

but i still have muscle memory of you:

you are one of my favorite human beings.

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