Had the skies ever been so blue? I wasn't ready. My skirt and heels made the walking a bit difficult, but you helped me up the trail. No rush. " Don't worry, " you said to me as I paniced, feeling the uneven ground beneath my feet, " I've got you. " You held my hand for every step, making up for my lack of hiking ability with your patience. (you didn't let go, did you?) Something about the view from the top of the hill made me forget the time. Forget I was leaving you. I remember swinging my legs off the side of the bench, leaning against you and taking in all the scenery around us. The various shapes and shades of colour nature painted, lit by the afternoon sun on a summer day. I could've taken pictures of all the sights. But no matter how many photos i can take, how does one capture this place, this feeling? I wasn't going to spend time behind a camera lens while I could just sit -- staying in the moment. I don't have pictures, but I do have the memories. I remember the greens. I remember the blues. I remember you. (you didn't let go, did you?) We watched a group of children playing some silly game. We laughed, we joked. I never figured out the rules of the game, but I do remember mentioning that it looked like whoever was "it" just had to find one person hiding to win. ' what a funny thing to say, ' i thought to myself. (the words never left my lips) On the way down, I was scared. I let out a small yelp when I thought I was going to lose my balance. You just laughed at me and said, " I've got you. Don't worry. " there was one little girl that sort of went off on her own, clearly tired of the game. ' you just have to find one person, ' i thought again. (the words never left my lips) I tried to be brave -- it's just a hill~! But when the steps became bigger drops, I hesitated, falling behind your pace. " I've got you, " you gently reminded me. " I won't let you fall. " I wasn't ready. but who ever is? " Don't worry, I've got you. " You do. You really do.