They say time heals. They say time is inexorable. They say. time cannot be conquered. And yet... Can time heal the pain of betrayal by a loved one? Can inexorable time erase the memory of separation from the only possible soul mate? Can love, as bright as a supernova explosion, conquer the inexorable time? The abyss of separation The abyss of betrayal The black hole of loneliness. And only the eyes of my beloved in the eyes of my children. His children. Ours. Only they can be trusted. Only they will forgive everything. Or... Is there hope?.. Her eyes haunt her sleep. Her voice pulls me out of hell. Her scent remains an obsession. Her body not in my hands is my worst nightmare. In which I have lived for seventeen long years. Only when playing hide and seek with death do I pass out. Hearing the hoarse moans of temporary girlfriends, I forget myself. And only my eyes on the faces of her children, my children, ours, give hope.