While Lee vented his anger and frustrations towards me, I however remained silent and let him have that moment. God knew he needed that, to say all the things he needed to say. At last I agreed with him, and realized that I was wrong for pushing him again.
"I'm sorry, I was overwhelmed with everything that's going on" I said and reached out for him, then I kissed him on his cheeks and rested my head on his chest - I could feel his heartbeat. Indeed he was alive and not an echo or a ghost. Not a memory or idea that I could never catch, perhaps this was for the best.
That night we found an inn to stay outside of the town's centre and rented it for the night. Lee booked two rooms suggesting that we needed to give each other space if we are to become one, and I couldn't have agreed more.
