You don’t need to be inside, just to be an observer, what will happen is not such important, I don’t feel anything, now I have Sahara inside of me. You’re illusion of what I dreamed and it’ll be transformed in story, a beautiful wish, a sincere one, but uncompleted. You are the being which I felt inside of mine, you are the search that I’ve been looked for, but it’s impossible to have all in once. Love. You. Me. Us. No