"Do you ...... remember me?"

I shake my head "Should I?" I breathe in the cold winter night and gaze up at the stars

"Yes you should"

I look over to him and sigh "Theres a lot of things I want to remember, but I just can't"

He looks at me sad and walks closer up to me, making me back away

"Dont .... dont come any closer"

"Why?" he steps closer

"I'm afraid"

"Afraid? Afraid of what?"

By this time he is close enought to me that our noses are touching

"Im .... I'm afraid of remembering"