Forgetting is always easier. Always.
But remembering you? No. No that was always easier. The numbing that came with sadness was always easier than the fleeting refreshness of blissful forgetting. Forgetting you? No. No that wouldn't do. You did too much. Said too much. Changed too much. All too much. It wouldn't be right to put you in the past.
You know that I'd visit every Thursday, talk to you for hours about my day, about your sister, about the school, about the world. You'd never respond.
I kept at that for about a year.
Today is Thursday. You have been gone for a year. Today is the last day I will visit you for a while, now that I know I will never forget you.
Yes, I'm sure you already figured it out, you were always one of the most calculated and intelligent people I have known. You're correct in thinking I visited for the past fifty-two weeks so I would not forget you. I couldn't, not after what you did for our nations. For your sister. For me.
I never got to tell you... just how much I admired about you. It was a lot, no is. Would you hear me if I told you now? Or is it too late?
It's always too late. Things were never said that should have been. Exchanges were never had that should have been had. Days were never enjoyed as they should have been enjoyed. You should have been taking college entrance exams... Instead you were off saving the world.
Did I thank you? I'm sure it doesn't matter now, it's been a year. A year since you were lain to rest in this grave.
Well... I guess this is it. I should head back to check on your sister, after all, that was your last command for me. Of course I'll visit on holidays and your birthday. Of course.
Goodbye for now, Lelouch.