what i got
from this piece is that peculiar relationship girls and boys have as children. the end, "an adult" told me as much you were reminiscing,
"we'd share our scars and wounds" was what me in this place first. it was a beautiful time, and i love the way you've hit on that for me, whether it was intended that way or not.
i'm gonna re-read this, because i'm sure i've missed the real point to it.