She held out her hand to encompass the snow within her palm. To see it start to glitter and shine brightly in many different directions. It reminded her of someone else, but she didn't quite know who. The memories were blurry, were fuzzy, and all she could conjure up were vague images, too broken to remember anything from it. It were as if she were asleep for a very long time and had finally woken up. Her mind worked fast and slow, all the same, but her movements were much more sluggish. It didn't feel like her body, and it didn't feel like her thoughts, especially when he asked her, "Don't you remember me?"
She didn't, and no matter how bad she felt for not being able to remember, she wasn't able to remember. He sat alongside the hospital bed when she first woke up, holding her hand. She tried to yank her hand back from this stranger, but it had sluggishly move across her lap. Her eyes were wide with fear from this beast who looked so much like a human. And for all intents and purposes, he was, and at the same he wasn't. "Primal fear" she thought, but she felt it was more than just that. Why was he here?
His reaction to her was saddened to think that she forgot him, but he also thought it was better that way. He could leave her to her own devices, to her own world, safe and peaceful and away from the monster that was him. But the idea of letting go of her, the love of his life, pained him, very much so. It hurt more, when she had let go of him.