Just Hopes

This is the place where R. grew up, I enter and take small steps on this plane ,far in the distance I can see the forest , I pull a cigar from the pack and light it up, inhale, let's take a walk together , shall we ?
We are walking on the same road R. walked so many times , I can almost see him and his brother heading to the river , pass the forest , on that big yellow hill with a "V" on it .
I lay down in the grass and I am starting to watch the sky , is not night yet , the sun is setting on my left and crisp red rays shine desperately from the clouds . At my right there is nothing except the plain and my shadow stretching on the grass like a memory soon to be forgotten . I open my beer bottle and take a sip , the first cigar is history but her cancerous smoke still rises to the sky .
" I fuckin' miss you people " Shouts R. from the depths of my conscience .
The Sun is going down on the other side, small bugs are crawling in the grass next to my head , I light up another cigar and lay down watching the sky again . I am feeling small , I suddenly know that even If I write this in the instance I am seeing those things you wouldn't be able to enjoy what I am feeling .
The others..the world doesn't belong "here" this is a forgotten place , an cocktail of memories , feelings and images , and to feel what I am feeling right now you will need all the ingredients .
"You" are my friend now .. come next to me so I could tell you stories about ancient battles which took place here , or how in that forest something followed R. and his brother for almost 2 miles , or how deers are coming out from the forest to greet the lone travelers or how about those hidden treasures my grandpa use to tell me about , the ones that have a bright flame just above them , and if you lured by the flame would dig them up , demons will come from and steal your mind making you insane.
There is no word to properly express your feelings, I will end this here , there is just me and the sky . I want to fade away in the memories, nothing is like it used to be , knowing this I smile at the new Moon and drink a beer in her name .