I have been here long before this world was created. Thousands of years went by and eventually everything became part of a puzzle, like the ivy labyrinth that you wandered in when you were young. I saw your pale face and blue eyes glowing through the mist. Moonlight illuminated your skin and casted shadow under your lips. You were there, hair dancing when you swiftly turned your body away from me. Your smile dissolved into a bright whirl as you slowlyyet suddenly disappeared around the corner. I could hear the tip of your hair bouncing against the brisk air. Out of an inexplicable gust of sadness, I reached out my hands, hoping to catch the last thread of the thin, rosy scent that you trapped in your braids, but you left, just like another gentle breeze in an autumn night, before anyone could wake up to the dream. Did I chase you? Did I scare you? Please, if I ever catch you, I beg you, do not run away from me, again.