Of Dreams and nightmares

Alice, she stood up, finally noticed her surrounds, and then something happened.

A summer breeze blew through her purple hair, and the trees wavered.
It was as time seemed to stop, and resume again.
A glimmer of what once was opened through her memory and she could only try and make it all seem more surreal then it already was.
Time seemed to stand completely still.
Even the summer breeze seemed to cease.

Alice realized that she was here before.
Like a long lost lifetime that was forgotten.
Of a time where she felt happy and carefree in her existence.

Tears began to dwell up into her eyes.
"I know this place," Alice told him.

He was standing right next to her, completely devoted to her.

"I was here before, many years ago," Alice paused, "I can't believe that I forgot this place."

Alice stood there, nearly tranfixed into her lost memories revived, her eyes filled with distance traveling into her wandering thoughts and with tears.

"I......I forgot about him," she wispered, while collapsing onto the earth, "How can I forgive myself and how can he forgive me?"

The boy sat next to her and held her hand.
"It's not your fault, you couldn't help it, what's done is done," he gently told her and kissed her hand.

She looked into his eyes and said nearly crying, "But, b-but, he's gone now, and there's nothing that I can to save him."

The boy followed her eyes onto a grassy, overgrown cemetary. All the tombstones were tilted to angles of all sorts. It looked as though it has been disregarded for a hundred years.

Alice rose to her feet slowly entranced by the horror to what she may find as she walked towards a certain tombstone. The boy quickly got up to follow her like she was a sleepwalking child.

She stopped right before an old flat tombstone, that was leaning to one side. Alice bent down and started peeling away from the front letters that were impossible to read from.

"No," she gasped and tears began rolling down her face.

The boy embraced her as she wept for her dear friend.