The perfect world.

And before I left, when I saw the man's voice and familiarness, I finally confirmed that he was the man I thought of day and night, and when she admitted to her identity, she asked her whether she was willing to go with herself, and she didn't answer, but she came forward, and two people were together in the sunset, and their lips were entangled, and their breath warmed, and the moment was a chance to re-choice the future, and she was relying on his tweeds and warmth, and his eyes were full of broken and renewed tremors and firmness, a kiss that brought the past's regret and the future's yearning together.