Together In Electric Dreams It's so easy to get lost in the time, so easy to let the numbers tease me, and taunt me, twist me and take me. But here I am, two months since it all happened, and four months to go. There always has been and will be something amazing to hold onto while I wait. Time stands still upon a feather of doubt, that which I will never have and hold onto, but instead cherish her as the only solid memory of what happened, and what will. I still remember laying a soft kiss upon her chin, moving slowly to meet her lips. She coursed mine with all the gentleness of a warm, summer breeze, sending a pleasurable tingle through me. We had come so far since