If we were to meet again

We both excitedly opened the wooden closet, maybe dust got onto your dark purple coat.

We both were amazed at the long dresses in front of both of us. They were long maid dresses. We wore them and decided to keep wearing them.

-[If we were to meet again; tell me, are you still wearing that dress?

We both twirled and spun around, taking turns in modelling, probably. The flat Mary Janes you wore, the wooden floor making slight creaks for every step we made.

We both then scurried over to a small box, you proceeded to put it to your lap and blow the dust off. Hey, I was allergic. But it didn't matter. Not now.

We opened the small box, and in it were some hair ties.

-[If we were to meet again; do you still remember it?

I tied your hair into pigtails. Your hair was glossy and shiny. Hey, I loved the look, and so did you. You twirled around some more, maybe complimenting my hair-tying skills.

Hey! Not going to lie at all, I was proud at myself, you made me confident, so thanks on that one.

-[If we were to meet again; will you still remember the dusty floor?

We both swept the floor for hours, it was perfectly clean. The orphans were already finishing up and heading to their dorms.

We continued to mop and sweep for hours, hey! The lady didn't mind didn't she?

We whispered into each other's ears jokes. Maybe I let out a little giggle, you were always good at jokes, you know?

You never took off those pigtails, and if you did, you'd ask me to tie them back on again.

I taught you how to tie your hair, and maybe you felt proud after tying it by yourself for the first time, Like a parent, I was proud of you.

-[If we were to meet again; will you still remember the stories we'd tell them?

Hell, we'd tell the orphans stories of when Ms. Renise was out.

It was fun reminiscing in those times. Remember when we jumped over the brick wall to escape? Be free and into the busy streets of,hell, wherever we were? Remember when we stole bread just to feed the other orphans.

They were good memories, weren't they?

-[If we were to meet again; will you still smile at me the same way?

Hey! Your smile brightened my day! I'm not lying. You'd try your best every time to smile at me. And I know you did it by your own decision, don't worry.

I knew that there was something wrong, and you'd still smile. Maybe to show your happy about me. Those were some sweet times. I love reminiscing that part.

-[If we were to meet again; will you and I be in heaven?

Happy 15th Birthday, Patricia.

Sorry you couldn't celebrate it here down here with me,

But hey,

If we were to meet again; will you and mine's relationship still continue blossom?