A/N: Hey every one of my lovely readers! Happy belated Thanksgiving, if you celebrate!
Do you remember, Pine Tree?
There was once a time when I was so...
alone.
It was okay, I was okay.
But now,
now,
I'm not.
Running through the valleys
enveloped in the hills
surrounded by wildflowers
climb as fast as you can,
the trees loom above.
Because, oh
darling,
you were always
my only one.
I don't know if-
if you can love me.
Like I've always loved you
but promise me
we'll always be together,
because
well, because,
...nevermind.
Just don't leave me, not this time.
Do you remember when I was hurting, Pine Tree?
You were there, it's very clear.
At least to me, the sky was orange
and the weirdness
nearly killed you,
Shooting Star
was the girl in a bubble because she hurt,
she was peaceful.
The pretty one,
a maiden desevering so much
but it was never enough.
I made a throne,
but I always planned to keep you alive,
it would hurt too much to not.
And then,
well...
we'd all have to die.
Do you remember how you took me for your own, Pine Tree?
I was
a human body,
with my own messed up mind.
Will, you said to me,
you said Will,
and I very nearly cried.
Even if it seemed like I was annoyed
at being in love
with you, of all things.
I...
no. I never-
never was.
How could I be, when you were always
just enough?