nights on the playground

become nights at that bar

drinking grape juice in fancy glasses holding up our pinkies

became drinking red wine out of bottles while tumbling through the crowd

giggling while wrapping our pinkies to swear you wouldn't tell that I liked that boy

to us sliding silver rings in our fingers to seal a forever bond between us

we thought when we grow up

we'd own fancy cars and a house

with a husband who loves us

yet was never really in the picture, he was just a nice addition

but really, we kept our child-like traditions and tweaked them

to make us feel like we're somehow more mature