“So you’ll forget her and move on.”I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.”
“How am I supposed to forget you?” Helen asked, laughing weakly at such a silly suggestion. “You’re too big a part of me. I’d have to forget who I am to forget you.”
“I do not know what you are supposed to do with memories likes these. It feels wrong to want to forget. Perhaps this is why we write these things down, so we can move on.”
“You’re going to realize what a pain in the ass I was, and then you’ll forget all about missing me,” I said into his ear.He puffed a breath of air as he rubbed my back. “Promise?”
“I think of you and forget to breath...”
“I think of you and forget to breathe...”