This was inspired by a dream I had just recently... I truly cant stop thinking about it...

My Poppop(He died of a heart attack in 2005, he is dearly missed by all who knew him) and I had just gone on an adventure of some type. Sadly... I cant remember what we were doing... But he had to leave, I didnt want him to, I wanted more memories with him. Beacuse after he died, I had put myself on a guilt trip beacuse I didnt have that many memories with him. But he was the best person I knew, and still is. He is my idol, his life was amazing. Anyways, he had to go. We were at my house, which, I just moved into last year. My step father had to spend a lot of time working on the house before we could move in and on halloween of last year, we did. And I'm not sure that my Poppop ever met Mark, my step-father. But anyways, Poppop was telling Mark, "This house will always be somthing special to me." I didnt understand that, then he started to walk away. I started panicing asking him to wait, as I franticly searched for somthing to make sure he wouldnt forget the memory we just made and the only thing I could find was a red string. So I took the string and tied it around his wrist. I told him, "Please dont ever forget!" And he disappeared. Then I woke up... And forgot the memory myself...

This picture has not even half the things I wanted to say to him.