do you remember when i broke your hat?
i stole it from you so you would chase after me.
we ran across the grass, smiling.
eventually you tried to grab it out of my hands,
but i kept tugging so hard
that the back just snapped off.
i apologized a thousand times and
told you i would get you a new one,
but you said you didn’t mind.
it was worth the laugh, you told me.
“promise you’re not mad?” i asked.
you looked me in the eye
and latched your pinky finger with mine.
“promise,” you replied.
a few years later it happened again,
except this time you broke something of mine.
you apologized a thousand times,
and told me that you would try to mend it,
but i said i didn’t mind.
it was worth it, i told you.
“promise we can still be friends?” you asked.
i hooked my pinky finger onto yours
but never looked you in the eye.
“promise,” i lied.