r e m e m b e r ?
Remember when time wasn't a precious asset, when hours turned to days and days into months but that was okay?
Remember when we didn't care? About the world, about ourselves, about anything besides us?
Remember when, despite the constant loom of fear and death and hurt, the only thing we noticed was each other?
When it wasn't the end?
When you still loved me?
Remember?
Where are you now?
Gone.
Those memories can't disappear.
But I can.
And maybe I will.
'Cause I know you did.