Beneath the willow, you will find a box

Small but mighty enough to withstand time

Holding precious belongings

Of 4 friends

They dug the hole deep enough

That four highschoolers were capable of

One by one they parted ways

Leaving behind the things that made them who they were

At the time

Who are you really at 15?

The older they got, the farther apart they grew

Expectedly

It’s a loser’s game keeping in touch with friends from school

Just like going to a highschool reunion

Others will be boasting of their great adult lives

While the 4 have nothing to be particularly proud of

Unmarried, unpromoted and generally unremarkable compared to their valedictorian turned CEO

Sponsoring a sushi buffet

Naturally as if nothing changed

They got together

Complained that rich people are so weird

All that money and they decide raw fish is whats going to be given to everyone

What are they?

Cats?

Their laughter infected each other

The conversation grew to reminiscing

The box was remembered

4 spoons dug into the tree still there standing

Once opened

They saw

The hankerchief of a fond ex who took their virginity

Smelled awful

A ring stolen from a parent

Who was going to give it to his mistress

A broken heel from a sharp stilleto

Used to stab a man in the eye

Lastly an old ID

Brightly smiling, absolutely destroying picture day

They weren’t sure they were going to see each other after today

Whats definite is that they ditching the rest of the reunion

Pawning a stupid ring

End up wasted at a 24 hour bar

Together, like the group of messes that they can be, only with each other