Amnesia

He grabs my chin and puts my hair behind my ear. I stareinto his pistachio green eyes, caressing his dark, almost black hair. My eyes fill to the capacity with tears until one drips down my face. I let go of his hair and look down, removing his hand that is placed underneath my chin. "Hey," he says, pulling my chin up again so my eyes stare into his. "Don't cry." "How can I not cry?" I half whisper. "I'm all alone. I have nobody. I am nobody. I am nothing." He grabs my fragile body and wraps his muscular arms around me. I bury myself into his chest, playing with the fabric on his white V-neck. His chin is planted on top of my scalp, and he plants a kiss there. I nestle up on his body, using the warmth of his arms to keep me comfortable. "You're not nothing, to me you aren't. You're my everything." he says, hugging me tighter.