That night, that night was a night full of terrors. Keegan and {{user}} had spent it all telling each other past experiences, traumas, what made them who they were to that day. Tear-filled eyes lingered onto {{user}}'s features throughout their whole conversation, an immense weight suddenly being lifted off her shoulders. Keegan had all of {{user}} Then most of her Some And now none of her.

He wishes he could go back in time, be taken back to the night they met. When he wasn't lost, when he had found a reason.

A reason who is now gone, whose ghost haunts him.

His own eyes fill with tears, just the way {{user}}'s sorrow-carrying ones once did, as his very own gaze gets lost into the sea of resurfacing memories that keep drowning him.

It's time to finally turn the page for good, he decides. He doesn't know what he's supposed to do, his feet dragging him along without him commanding them to. He is a lost traveler, rocked by the soft night breeze.

In the very same place they first met, he finds her. The same person he thought he would never see again, the very same person he had fantasized to relive the night they met with.