Remember when we saw each other everyday? We'd run through the fields, often filled with edelweiss then lay on the same grass just before the sun set and tell each other the dreams we'd heard from each other so many times before. You would carry me through the same fields after being beaten up by the other mean countries of the continent, take me home and bandage me up before telling me not to go out on my own and put myself in such a vulnerable position. I would try to return the favour when you were sick, staying by your bedside despite your determined rebuttals to my actions. Then you would do the same for me when I had caught what you had from staying with you while you were sick. Though you complained so often you never left my side. I wish for things to be like that again, more than you would believe. You have someone else to take care of now and I won't take you from her, that wouldn't be fair. But I wonder if you remember as I do and dream for those days again. I wish to take you and make you mine, but I can't. I let you slip away and you are not mine to take anymore. But do you wish for those green fields filled with edelweiss as I do? I will wait to see if you ever wish to return to those days, but until then I will still dream. Just know that now that I know all I've lost there won't be one day that goes by without me regretting letting you slide from my grip. I fear now I will always be here waiting for your return, but perhaps it is the price I'll have to pay.