If we were in one of those cheesy romance films, right now-when I'm thinking (and my voice-over is expressing) about how you and I are truly connected- you'd knock on my door and I'd open it dramatically. You'd burst through it as we smiled at each other and amidst the closing of the door, the rushing embrace in each others' arms, and the fireworks as our lips locked, the music would swell (but of course, not predictable, 'indie film' music-something REAL) and we'd realize that everything we were searching for, everything our hearts yearned for yet either shut ourselves off to or never really saw glimpses into, was right here-right between you and I. And it wouldn't be 'happily ever after'--it'd be better. It'd be 'reality ever after'- the way it should be. Two truly fucked-up people with hearts of stone and ice falling for each other and allowing ourselves to fall apart within one another.