Hindsight makes knowledge and understanding of what was. Knowing from what has been and what was lost - but that which has been gained is is far more valuable.... I know this now. Scarcity makes valuable that which people seek. I see the wealth before me. My breath drawn in is sweet like port now. I dreamed of you. My heart has known you. I spend my nights lying next to you, listening to you breath, watching the light from the moon dance upon your silhouette. I smell your perfume on my hands, on my clothes. I carry you with me in my thoughts. Ask me to hold your hand, I will not let go. Lean upon me, I will not let you fall. Entrust in me your dreams, I will not let you fail.