after a while, the ruins were covered with leafes, with moss and the fine sparkling dew of the morning. It looks beautiful and invites me to visit it now and then. Ha, here must be the place where we laughed out of a kiss because the grass tickled and it wasn't so romantic to make love in the wilderness after all. And that wasthe room we used way to less. Perhaps it would have changed everything...
Ruins are a beautiful thing. I never would flatten the place to build a new castle on the same ground. I would just leave it be and come back to remember the good times now and then.
