“Darling?” the man said, the lady turned around “i've been waiting so long.” she says. He walks forwards to hug her, but as he touches her she crumbles, she looks at him “This is all our fates, to become so frail and delicate every touch makes us melt.” she continues to crumble in front of him. “NO!” he screamed as what used to be his true love slipped through his hands, he laid down not worrying about creasing his suit, looking into the abyss of the sky not able to cry. “NO!” he screams as he sits upright in his bed sweaty, with tears on his cheeks, he quickly turns on the light, to see his true love sleeping. But not quite breathing.