There are so many questions that go unanswered.
Who am I?
Who was I?
I feel so empty.
Like I've rotted inside and out.
I know nothing and yet,
There are things familiar.
A word.
A touch.
A fading memory.
When will I be able to unlock the mystery that is me?
All I know is Hanna.
Hanna's laugh.
Hanna's voice.
Hanna's smile.
I know Hanna more than I know myself.
He's sleeping beside me, his bare arm draped across my naked chest.
He stirs and something stirs inside me.
It's like waking up to a warming ray of sunlight.
Hanna opens his eyes and smiles.
"Good morning."
And all those thoughts, all those worries of lost memories are diminished.
I return his smile.
"Good morning."
I may not remember those other things, but I don't think I could ever forget the love I feel for Hanna.