Which is odd because you shouldn’t forget me. We’ve known each other all our lives. More than that, really. Longer, harder, deeper.
I’ll never forget.
But you were never as dedicated as me. Not when I met you. Not when we parted. Not anytime in-between.
Not even as I watch you bleed away……
(Don’t you just hate it when a character comes by, starts to tell a story, then just goes away?)