It ain't in the blood, afterall...it's in the skin.

-Here we meet again, right?
-Yeah, now walk around the centre...
-WAIT! Is it gonna be like this forever?
-I know, I feel the same way, but we just can't...find a way...
-We found the way...we're just to stuck to this infinite dance to let it go. None of us is ready to accept this 'inconvenient truth'...not as long as it seems so little, while compared to others.
-Maybe...
-Let's stay still, then...don't step on the centre, but don't circle around either.
-Ok.

(And you fell asleep once more...temperature, blood, the skin...the way it reflects the light from the street lamp outside. I won't sleep, I'll watch you mold the light everytime you exhale. I will not circle anymore, and if you do...we will still colide.)