November 070am. Still hadn't slept. Champagne breath Smokey hair Drunken eyes Lovers thoughts. Walking up the stairs, holding hands- him leading the way, she secretly pinched the top of her thigh. She couldn't tell if she was dreaming or not. It seemed real, very real, but not convincing enough. She felt, nothing. She didn't know whether she should be feeling at all. So, she followed this love. Trusted him; this blue eyed entity to find answers. The question pulled her close. Pressing her face under his chin. Held her tight. Hugging her. He seemed relieved. She wandered what her next move should be. She kissed under his chin once, his cheek once and pressed herself hard against hisself. The two questions brushed their lips roughly and quickly against each other. Their body lengths fitted each other perfectly. Matching. Colliding. Linking each other together. Recognising. He pulled her on top of him, wanting every part of her at once. She rubbed hard upon him, arousing all the feelings within him. He pulled her down, closer. Dragging his fingers down her bony back, hard and passionately. Feeling her up; touching all the same places he used to love. Remembering how she felt. Reminiscing what they once had. They wanted to get lost in each other. And they did. 'Do you love me?' The dreamer asked. Seeking forgiveness. 'Yes.' He sorely tried to tell. She still couldn't understand why they were where they were. Nor did she want to understand it anymore. Tears did roll down her face. Not out of love, but fear. The fear of another loss. The fear of losing herself once more too. He pushed her off, turned her around and brought her to his angle. Ready. My back to his chest. He breathed in her ear. Held her left breast. She exhaled and wiped her tears before he could notice. A flame lit inside of her as his lips touched her back. And bit her. Harder and harder until she screamed. Until it hurt. She turned over and let him in. On top again she got lost in her dream. Living it out. Wondering. Letting go. Reminiscing. She had forgotten how well they worked together. How easy it was to get lost. To be happy. They wanted to get lost in each other. They did. And still haven't found their way back.