• The moon hangs high above the valley, but low beneath the trees.
    The chill of the night tints my breath with every breath I take.
    I shiver wrapping my arms around myself to feel the Goosebumps rise.
    A hint of a breeze wraps itself around me like a chilly coat.
    I sigh and the mist that comes from my breath makes a picture.
    The haze turns to a male and female ghost.
    They grab hands and start spinning as I watch them dance away.
    When they finally leave a great deal of depression washes over me.
    The figurines… they were me and him.
    We were dancing together in the moonlight but now he’s gone.
    And all that’s left of me is the hallow shell of what I used to be.
    I get up from my seat in the grass and take off my shoes.
    The cold damp grass that is under my feet makes me jump.
    But I fight the urge to put my shoes on and I start spinning.
    Im dancing with the wind and the grass and my soul has returned.
    I smile and fall to the grass and close my eyes.
    When I open them back up he is sitting next to me smiling.
    I stand up and grab his hands and I make him dance.
    If this will be the last night I can be with him then I will make it a dream come true!