I know you remember those green meadows and the cows we saw grazing.
The fields filled with wheat, and someone walking through it, with nothing to stop him.
The smiling morning glory, and fresh crystal dew drops.
The constellations we'd never imagined would appear.
The day the sky lost it's colour only to regain it in a moment so slight.
The miniscule insects with beauty escaping our minds.
The miracles of diamonds we felt, sitting all alone on green grassy hills together.
I never realised how real those moments were.
I never realised that we could always bring them back.