Do you remember how it happened?

How we became our own little world?

How everything suddenly spun

And tumbled head over heels?

It was the first year, we were children,

Wishing to enter a magical realm,

Then came the second, and the third,

We kept on dreaming all the same.

The real world was gray and cramped,

We didn't want to live like everyone else,

We needed a world of magical songs,

We needed an unusual friend.

With whom we could at night

Go down to the lake in winter,

Listen to the wolf's song from the forest

Under the fiery full moon.

To soar on wings, smiling,

Creating magic along the way,

And gasping from emotions

And loving to the point of losing memory.

Year after year, we created,

Always crafting a new dream,

And we fell in love with this dream

Because we met within it.

Year after year, we dreamed

That one day the moment would come,

When, shaking off the sorrows from our souls,

We would step off the covers of our books.

And the day came... I couldn't believe it,

Couldn't understand or realize.

"Is this all a dream?" But I checked,

I could breathe in your scent.

For you were so close, so familiar,

Though your body was strange to me,

With you, I felt at home,

Your soul was kindred to mine.

A few moments were enough

To feel a wave

Of emotions, feelings, sensations,

They all came out in one night.

I write to you and realize

That I missed you even then,

In dreams, I still embrace you...

I'll never forget, my friend.