Forever January

The fog settled over the green, casting the world into a dream-like state where one isn’t sure where they’re going but they know they’re moving. Sometimes the greatest journey is between two people …

And while sleep was settled over the room, I dreamt you leaned over and kissed me and caressed my side before moulding your body into mine. And we slept there together, entwined amongst the mossy green, moon and stars. That ocean of distance converged and folded in on herself — here we are, pressed and together. Together.

But when I wake and the sun shines in my eyes, the mossy bed of love under our moon and stars is gone. It’s just these wrinkled sheets and a lonely sound echoing off the walls.

It’s just the distance you don’t give me the means to cross.

Love — can you love me, babe?
Love — is this loving, babe?
Is time turning around?

- Interpol, “Narc”