I was walking into the blue,
When he just got out from his imagination.
I asked him what happened,
He just stood there, and smiled.
We walked behind the pines,
Mountain smell, our favorite,
Brought us back to a time,
Where things were fine.
He wanted to be a miracle,
To be someone for someone,
And I said that he already has,
But he didn't believe my mouth.
And we ran,
In the snow,
Through our memories,
Through everything.
We won't come back.
He pulled me and cried.
I won't let you go, he said.
Then don't, I replied.
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