What? "Who am I?"
What is this?
This feeling within. It's warm
Huh?
Who are you? I look down.
He's holding my hand.
Red.
I see red. Blood.
Oh, right. His eyes. His eyes are red.
Oh? I feel my heart.
What is that?
Mmm, I like that. It feels warm. I smile.
I am remembering now.
Who he is. Who I am.
It is all coming back to me in waves now.
With tears streaming, I turn,
"My love," I whisper.
"That's right." He smiles in return.