You are walking through the city at night and see a dancing couple in the window. And it's nice to look at it, even though you know very well that you miss that feeling. You miss a lot of things. The joy, the warmth. Hope.

You enter the hospital quietly, pass a nurse who already knows you by sight, and go to the room where your happiness lies. Although it hasn't woken up in the long months you've been visiting it.

"Hey Simon..." You smile at him, despite his closed eyes. "I'm still waiting..."