This is another 50 word short. They're actually quite fun to write. In response to the challenge on Rurouni Star's Cookienook.
Dreaming. How long has she been crying over his loss, only to find him here now, touching, kissing, her- how long has she wished he would kiss her? Doesn't matter, she focuses only on him, hears him whisper her name. Still, she knows that when she wakes up: it's empty.
