You're there and what's separating you from fantasy is just the lack of willing your hands have to grab it and make it real.

She's on the other side of the frame and there's a feeling of sweet waves calling for her name... There's an energy that screams and begs.

In a deep subconscious level they can't fall, and the ideal of an encounter in that magical dream doesn't seem to be enough to satisfied the need of one look, one kiss and one breath.

As in a short film, they can't avoid the end to come, and frustration comes as that small sign represents the key for one escape to the happiest place...

Now turn around in your bed and give your back to the reality that won't ever come.