"I'm not sure myself. It can just be so difficult to handle each day sometimes. Knowing that my own identity is something beyond my grasp. It leaves much thought on who I was. What I had done. The man I became. When only able to remember the wrongs I have committed, it does not lend to a very positive outlook on life."
"But what do you mean you tried to remember things? For so much that you've learned of me, I feel I know so little of you. Could we speak of that? Who you are. What makes you come to the conclusions you do? Why you are even spending time with a such a broken person as myself?"
He thought upon her previous words. Rest. Even if life was easier to simply stop looking at the bad things, it wasn't quite an option. At least not to him. To even merely survive, he needed to embrace the life he was living now. But could he continue to cling onto the forgotten past?
"But what do you mean you tried to remember things? For so much that you've learned of me, I feel I know so little of you. Could we speak of that? Who you are. What makes you come to the conclusions you do? Why you are even spending time with a such a broken person as myself?"
He thought upon her previous words. Rest. Even if life was easier to simply stop looking at the bad things, it wasn't quite an option. At least not to him. To even merely survive, he needed to embrace the life he was living now. But could he continue to cling onto the forgotten past?
