Do you remember?
The sight of the water
Snaking between the rocks.
The sound of the birds
Chirping nature’s melody
Do you remember?
Our little world
Apart from the outside.
The movements of the moments
That felt like eternity to me.
Do you remember?
Being truly happy
In that time we shared.

Were those moments
Just figments
Of remembered fantasies?
Was there nothing there
That felt like home?
Or do you remember
Something else
Much more sinister?