His words touch the very core of my soul, peels back layers that cover the dusty darkness of longing, putting the emotions of time out on show to those who take a second to peek, he handles those that flow with care, confusion is often a reflection of the depths unfolding.

His voice echoes inside her head, the familiarity warms a space within and the tears do swell, releasing the teardrops onto her pale skin, they crash and trickle along the lines of life, she can sense him so close yet he is a million miles away. His soul reaches out unto hers and they seek to belong for just an instant, a precious second in time yet reality will keep them apart.