A Fading Memory

One Month Passed By*

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H: Doll ..

S: You know, I'm starting to forget how you look like.

H: Oh ..

S: Yeah oh.

H: Tell me what you want me to do and I will do it.

S: Not sure.

H: Of?

S: What I want you to do.

H: It's all in your hand.

S: You think I don't fucking know?!

*silence*

S: Make it two months next time.

H: Love ..

S: Look don't do this, please. It hurts and I don't know for how much longer I can take this pain.

*breaks into tears*

H: Baby .. please don't cry, I hate seeing you crying and knowing that I caused it.

S: *sniff* I'm no longer your *sniff* .. your baby.

H: You know that you will always be my love, my baby my doll and my life..

S: Your life ?? *sniff*

H: How ironic yeah? 

S: Hug me.

H: Come here.

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