‘They love each other. Everybody knows but no one believe’s it. They can’t be together it’s simple, complex. Almost imposible. One keeps living her idealized life and the other one keeps idealizing hers. Some say it would never work out. Others say they were meant for each other. They prefere not saying a word. They prefere few words and thousand of words unsaid. One wants attitude the other wants her. Every night she thinks of her and every morning… She thinks of her. And they will continue this way until the will to be with another is bigger than everything else. While the world keeps spinning outside they each have a piece of each other inside them. And even smiling around they know the other is missing there. They never again saw each other, touched each other or will ever be the same. It’s easy because the days go by too fast, It’s hard because the feeling stays, it’s always there, inside them. And everyday they ask themselfs what to do. And they imagine the arms, the nights with back pain warmth by each other’s first smile. And that in the right moment they’ll meet again’