Here we are now.

Where were we before?

Where were you when everything was falling apart? Where were I when everything was falling apart?

We were both there.

We were.

Whatever happened in all those two years.

It scares me. That I don't deserve a happy ending, that I can't have all those fairy tales that I was trying to create, that I don't deserve the love i had given.

I'm just scared.

Here we are now.

I don't want us to be back to what we used to be. I never want it. At least not now.

Here we are now, as broken as a broken white can be.

It wasn't a short journey. It's a whole story of us. That we decided to close the book and create another one with another person.

Here we are now, as far as the bottom of the deepest ocean to the middle of the moon.

Stories are meant to be told as a whole, not as a riddle.

Here we are now.

Here I am now.

As lonely as I can be, because maybe I get the illusion of not being lonely because I've been accompanied before, by you, and two other people before you.

Here I am now.

And I'll be there in a moment.

Moving.

Walking.

Crawling.

Fading.

Ashes.

Good night.