"What are you doing here? I need to be sleeping..." She looked around the darkness that surrounded her. "And aren't you supposed to be a girl? It's been awhile since I've seen you though.""I'm a figment of your mind. I don't have a gender." he snorted, rolling his eyes. "And you know why you can't sleep. Both of us know why."
She stays silent, because she doesn't want to talk. She wants to sleep. "They just... I just keep thinking of them. The memories. So sweet yet so... so bitter. I don't want to. I want to sleep. I want to forget."
"Whatever will you do? It's not like you can get spontaneous amnesia. We're not in an anime. You're just going to keep remembering." He sounds bored, like he's heard it before. He probably has.
"I just have to live with them. I... He was the sweetest person I've ever met you know. Too nice for his own good. Too good for me. I would of broken his heart. Or maybe I already did. I think I ended up hurting myself more in the process. I'm... I'm plagued with these thoughts now. Of just... him. I wish I could hate him and never think of him. I wish I could. But I just get... these memories playing in my head. Over and over."
"Why?"
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know....
"Hun, we both know the memories will die down. They did last time. But what'll happen when you see him again?"
"The same process will happen. This is why I need to get out of here. Get the fuck out of here, and never see him again. Maybe they'll go away. You know, it's hard. Acting like something's not eating at you. It's not big, but it makes you blanche. Just... I'm strong now. I won't cry. But sometimes I feel like... I dunno."
"Well, our time is up for today." he interrupted. "I'll see you tomorrow"
She slowly starts to fade into her dreams "For how long? How long til I return to normalcy?"
"Hun, that's your choice. Not mine."



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