He is sitting there, waiting for me again.
Did he invite me here? Were we here together, or did I follow him out here? I know I need to figure that out.
You've started to forget some of the bigger details. You want him to be the Elias you remember. He wants to be Elias, too. But something stands in the way of getting everything just right.
A familiar route through the forest. A face that's not quite right. A sun that won't go down and a day that won't ever end.
