Remember that time we got high in that cave back east? where the rivers flow and run all day but are warm. Remember that night we spent together sleeping on that big boulder in the middle of that river? Where you held me and called me darling? Remember that string you tied around my ankle? The one you said would grant one wish when it finally broke. Remember how good the breeze felt that night? Just you, the breeze and I and that boulder, and river, it was perfect.