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Chapter 32: Don't Forget

"Once I wake up, I'll find you again. I promise." -Sora

"You won't be able to remember that promise." -Namine

(Namine's POV)

I know that he's probably forgotten all about me by now. He's in a deep sleep and I'm no longer a presence in his dreams. Right now, he's probably thinking about her, and I'll be nothing more than a forgotten ghost of his past. I promised myself that I wouldn't breakdown but I don't know if I can stop myself from falling apart anymore. Letting go hurts much more than I thought it would. But, he's counting on me to fix this and I won't let him down. What other choice do I have?

I want nothing more than the best for him and this is the only way. If I have to sacrifice my own happiness, then so be it. It's time to face reality. I love him but we were never meant to be. He was always meant to be with her. That's something I'll have to live with, whether I like it or not.

Tears roll down my face as I stitch together all the frays in the fabric of his memory. I feel broken up inside but I manage to stay strong for his sake. Every so often, I gaze up and watch him as he slumbers. He looks so perfect and peaceful, it makes me smile.

I save my favorite memory for last.

The kiss.

It's a moment that I'll always cherish.

I'll never forget, but he will.

He's better off without it.

I pause to say my final words.

"Don't forget."

I secretly hope that he heard me, but I know deep down that it's a lost cause.

Goodbye Sora.

I turn my back to the sleeping boy and quickly leave before I get a chance to change my mind.

I race down the abandoned halls and when I fall short of breath, I slump over and fall to my knees. Tiny teardrops hit the floor and the muffled sound of my cries echo loudly through the silence. I don't have a heart. I don't have a soul. I'm not really alive.

There is a sharp pain coming from deep within my chest and it is cutting through my body like a bunch of stabbing knifes.

Can a nonexistent heart even break?

I'm starting to believe that it can.

I feel so weak.

I'm starting to fade now.

I don't want to go.

But, what am I without him?