I see what it is that we really want now... I see what we've been waiting for. working for. hoping for. Very simply put... Each other. Each other every night. THe way we had it before. After a too long day, after a couple beers, after bickering with your best friend, after hiding how sad you really are, after anything. Lying in one another's arms. We won't ever get that back... We could never achieve that, things couldn't ever be like they were then... But...

"we'll always have Paris..."