I'm waiting for one of those dreams to reappear, those that symbolise the fatal attraction of fate and hope, with images of me and you. You and I, creases spread, legs entwined, heartbeats merged under the thumping of the heat we feel in our ears. We battle the sun together, we embrace the shadows beneath our feet like water on rock. And, somehow, we fall in love all over again.

Because in the midst, we're aching for the same rest, we're breath the same, damn air, and we're the only one's we've got left, even if we dared to let go.