I stumble back into my tiny apartment in the late evening, breathing heavily after a long exhilarating day at the fair. I did so many things I had never been able to do before, I rode the ferris wheel, ate cotton candy and drank beer, I ran through the ocean in my clothes and watched fireworks make the indigo sky bright with dazzling color. These last few weeks have been the most adventurous of my new life. I have been all over the city exploring things I had never dreamed I'd see, exciting myself with new spontaneous experiences, not stopping for an instant, because I know if I stopped even for a heartbeat, the energy would fade fast as I succumb to the bitter grief that has been hanging over me at every second, threatening to wash over me, choking me with memories of Jack, happy laughing, only to shift to images of him cold and still, sinking into the water, making me crumble under the weight. Everywhere I look I see him, whether its a glimpse of blonde hair at the fair, a flash of mischivious bright blue eyes or a whisper of his laughter. I fall onto my tiny tattered couch, holding back a choking sob as my heart yearns for him to be here with me, experiencing these new sights and sounds by my side.

Suddenly my eyes widen as a sharp tapping on my door makes me leap off the couch, nervously gripping a fire iron as I go to timidly wretch the door open. Suddenly I am dreaming, on the other side of the door is Jack, his arms outstretched as he chokes out, "Rose!"

I run into his arms drinking in his warmth, trying to take everything I can from this wonderful fantasy before its over. Tears run down my cheeks as I gasp, "Jack!" hugging my body closer to his as I allow my lips to brush up against his. I pull away, surprised, a thought nagging me that maybe, maybe this is not a dream. But that's utterly impossible and I whisper, "How are you here?"

He takes my face in his warm hands, tears running down his face, a wide grin shining on his lips as he mutters, his lips pressing against mine, "A life boat found me, I've been searching for you everyday since I got here, how are you here?"

I laugh with joy and I lie my cheek on his hand, whispering back, "A boat found me too! But how, I saw you sink into the water you, you," I choke on the words, "you where dead'

He takes me in his arms as he chokes, "I guess I was lucky."

We didn't speak from then on although there where so many words flying through our heads, but they where silenced by the heat of passion and we spent the rest of the night in each others arms, simply holding onto each other, not believing our own senses as if we expected to be awakened from this beautiful dream at any moment.