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Its been such a long time... the past sometimes becomes more beautiful as it creeps slowly back. You remember happiness that wasn't there...
The music before, it was more than that. More than the music. Theres a time when the music makes you feel something, something so deep, it makes your heart ache. Closing your eyes you tried to reach it, and every time it stopped you kept up with it. When that happens; when the music stops but its somehow still there, like roots in the atmosphere around you, that atmosphere is as beautiful as the music. It seems so dazzling, thinking about it now. The fire, the movies, the pictures, the games, the conversation. It seems to all be too perfect, like something that was never there.
This time, there hasn't been enough time to stain what happened. It wasn't perfect, nothing will ever be perfect. But it was brilliant. Though the music has ended, as all music does, maybe its time to find that music again, or maybe whats done is done. Sure, not everyone came, yes the pictures were sometimes blurry, but I wouldn't change anything. The people were all brilliant, no one to spoil the games. The photo shoot was genius, the pictures holding those small moments in time. The movie was amazing. Even if the windows weren't all closed we locked the doors. Forget it demons, you aren't aloud to see this horror film. The fire was amazing. Even though it wasn't freezing, the marshmellows still got roasted. And at the end of the day, it was a marvel that I won't ever forget, but somehow, memory and pictures can't bring it back quite yet.

Until the next... or the closest thing to it.