Him: why do you talk like that?
Her: is just a question.
Him: one I don't like.
Her: but one that speaks of an undeniable truth.
Him: and that is?
Her: that one day I will cease to exist.
Him: that day is not today, and hopefully not for many more years.
Her: you can't know that.
Him: you're right. But I hope.
Her: I want you to answer.
Him: I don't want to think about it. You're here now.
Her: you fail to see the point.
Him: and that is?
Her: that if God forbid you were to leave us soon, I know what would happen, how we would carry on without you, and you know it as well. You know that I would never allow for her to be away from any of them, I wouldn't allow for them to become a twice a year thing, but I am not sure it would be the same thing should I be the one to cease to exist.
Him: why the doubt.
Her: because she's too proud and you're too careless to even try.
Him: I am not careless, I just hate senseless arguments.
Her: you are careless when it comes to others.
Him: I am not careless about her.
Her: she's different. She's a part of you.
Him: are you saying I am selfish?
Her: yes. And without me here, you would be more selfish.
Him: that is not fair.
Him: you force me to think about something that is not a possibility right now...
Her: death is always a possibility no matter the time. And you know it.
Him: second, I can't possibly predict how certain events will turn out even if you were no longer with us. I can't predict her reaction, nor mine.
Her: would you allow them to fade away?
Him: I would certainly try not to.
Her: you're vague.
Him: I don't know, and I don't like this subject.
Her: are you so afraid of the possibility?
Him: yes! I am terrified of even thinking about it?
Her: because you would have to face it all on your own.
Him: because I would have to face it without you! I am not that strong! I am not as strong as you. Don't you remember?
Her: you underestimate yourself. And I remember. I remember you holding my hand, I remember you being there with me. I remember you holding me until I fell asleep. I remember you. I remember us.
Him: you can't leave me.
Her: is not up to me. But what little part is, has always been with you.
Him: I really hate this subject.
Her: but still you talked about it.
Him: are you psycho-analyzing me?
Her: you're too smart to allow it.
Him: and you're smarter to pull it off.
Her: I love you?
Him: the worst is, I believe you.
Her: jajajaj, because you know it's true.
Him: I know.
Her: promise me you won't let them fade away, you won't let her forget them.
Him: I promise.
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