_{Was he hearing things or was she actually there? He couldn’t tell anymore. They just never seemed to meet, their paths moving parallel but never intertwining. Each kept busy with schedules, work and everything in between. Never having time. Not like before. Time was running, slipping from him. Days turned to weeks and weeks to months and though time meant nothing in their world, something about it still mananged to get through to him.} 

_{He was starting to forget her smile.}

_{And the realization of that terrified him. He didn’t want things to go back to how they were. Not to the time when he had closed himself off from everyone and enveloped himself in his anger and loneliness. Eating and drinking off the plate of resentment which fuelled him. Sustained him enough so he could bare his fangs at the unattainable. Achieve the unexpected. No. He didn’t want to go back to that time. He had come too far to move backwards.}

_{Please… Don’t be a dream.}

_{And then he dared to open his eyes.}