Saya knew that people were there to see her, and that they loved her, and knew her. But she couldn't remember them for the life of her, and was content to just listen and dream of what they were like.
Occaisionaly, she knew, they would bring her things such as pictures from someone known as "the twins," and even more rare, there was a man there that would bring her blue roses and leave just as silently as he came.
She knew that deep down she knew his name, but she couldn't think of it, and she was still content to just listen.
My first stab at a Blood+ fanfiction, and it turned out to be a drabble. I was listening to Evanescence while I wrote it, so that's what ended up setting the mood for it.