I Would Rather Share Hell With You

 

I can’t love you.

 

Why?

 

I’ve forgotten how.

 

No one ever truly forgets.

 

I wish that were true.

 

I can help you remember.

 

What if I don’t want to?

 

What if you do?

 

Will it hurt?

 

Perhaps.

 

Then I don’t want those memories.

Keep them for yourself.

 

I wouldn’t know what to do with them.

 

Throw them away.

I don’t care.

I’ll never care.

 

Such sad words from one so young.

 

I have to leave.

 

I love you.

 

I wish I loved you too.

I don’t want to be alone in heaven.