What if we could live our perpetual life under the luminous stars, slow dancing while the pale moonlight caresses our cold cheeks? 

What if the only thing that disturbed us was the sudden cool wind freeing our hair from its shackles?

 What if you didn't have the meetings to attend and I, the documents to check? What if we sought solace in not an accumulation of bricks we call home, but in each other's deep mystic eyes glistening in the night sky? 

What if this was the actual reality and what we have, a mere nightmare?