Sometimes, you regret allowing you to leave yourself in this parallel world with her, because, God does she kick in her sleep. Sometimes, you're fairly sure that was your punishment to yourself; having to nightly deal with her kicking you in her sleep. And then she does the most horrible thing of all. She snakes her arms around your middle, her hands coming to rest on your single heart. You feel her heart beat against your back as her lips gently press into the crook of your neck, and you know. You, and the other you, neither of you regret this. Any of this. You made the right decision, because it led you back to her. As the ancient saying goes; all roads lead to Rose.