Musing Through Memories

"Every night I dream your still here, the ghost by my side, so perfectly clear, when I awake, you disappear, back to the shadows, with all I hold dear...with all I hold dear..."

How things were so simple back then, how destiny didn't interfere with our lives. It was just Cerise, Papa, and Mama making cherry pies, racing in the forest, having picnics in the clearing. I would give anything to go back to the time a week before my tenth birthday, or better, make sure Grimm never came.