You chase after her—leaving an angry trail of fireflies in your wake. She stops a few feet from the water's edge and sits down, you take up a spot next to her. It takes a moment but you start to see through the darkness and take stock of your surroundings. The area immediately becomes familiar, it was right here. This exact spot was where you confessed your feelings for each other...promptly before her wing job. The nearby tree, the shape of the horizon, the weirdly shaped rock that stuck out into the waterline, it's all burned into your memories which flood back to you like it happened yesterday. 