[Three-shot story] Once you meet someone, you're never alone. They always live within you, as a memory, forgotten or remembered. Whether you decide to pursue some sort of bond with them is up to you - but they live within you always. "Will you commit suicide with me?" "I - I... what?" "I'm sorry... I think I've finally lost it..." [The story isn't too much of a romantic theme - it focuses more on the angsty and sad side. Deal with it, I guess.]