So many words without any sound.
Floating through the air, swimming their way through my brain cells.
Written with ink under my skin.
We said so much, and we always listened.
Always felt.
When we became one, we were left with one voice. A thousand feelings. A hundred thoughts. Only one way to communicate.
Like two atoms, but only one reaction.
Recreation.
The creation of something new.
Nothing had ever felt like that, and nothing would ever be like that again.