Believe me. Part III.

- What is this?
- What?
- This things you're making me feel.
- Ummm. I don't know. What are you feeling?
- I don't know how to describe it.
- Try.
- Well. It's something warm growing up inside my chest, invading everything.
- Does it feel good?
- Very good.
- I guess you've started to feel it.
- What?
- My reflection.
- Is this how you feel about me?
- I guess. 
- You guess?
- Yes, because that's the same feeling I have everytime I see you, but...
- But what?
- But it keeps growing and growing, and I can´t stop it until some part of me is like... flying.
- Flying like you're standing in clouds.
- Yes! That's right. Above clouds.
- And your eyes can only see... well... me?
- Are you feeling that?
- Well, right now I'm standing in some kind of clouds, and...
- And?
- There it is!
- What?
- The thing we've been looking for!
- Really?
- I'm sure about that?
- Why are you sure?
- Well, I can see "me" in "you".
- And I can see "me" in "you".
- This is really great!
- Sure. Do you believe me now?
- Yes. I believe you.