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I sit down in ain and position ether? Andwith that caused some sort of…I don’t know…rift"
She rolls her eyes "So what you’re i is, the universe wiped away all of our memories because we broke up? That seems a little narcissistic"
I shake my head "I kno it sounds But yes Hypothetically speaking…what if soul ether, they can’t fall apart?"
She folds her hands together in her lap "How does that explain why you remembered this time and I didn’t?"
I pace the room some more "Let me think for a minute," I say to her
She waits patiently while I rub the floor raw I hold up a finger "Hear ," she says
"We’ve loved each other since ere kids We obviously had this connection that has lasted our entire lives Up until external factors started getting in our way The thing with our fathers, our faainst uilty There’s a pattern here, Charlie" I grab the notebook that I wrote in earlier and look at all the things we naturally res we don’t "And our s that weren’t forced on us Things we had a passion for all on our own You remember books I remember hoork a cas We res that were forced on us by others, we forgot Like football"
"What about people?" she asks "Why did we forget all the people we’ve met?"
"If we remembered people, we’d still have other memories We’d remember hoe met them, the impact they’ve had on our lives" I scratch at the back of my head "I don’t know, Charlie A lot of it doesn’t ht, I felt a connection with you again Like I had loved you for years And this …I didn’t lose nificance in that"
Charlie stands up and begins pacing the room "Soul mates?" she mutters "This is al in-sync amnesia?"
She narrows her eyes atas she chews on the pad of her thumb "Well then, explain how you fell back in love with me in just two days And if we’re soul mates, ouldn’t I have fallen back in love with you?" She stops pacing and waits for my answer
"You spent a lot of your time locked up inside your old house I spent all that ti through your phone, reading your journals By the time I found you yesterday, I felt like I already knew you Forfroain…like sos had coer"
We’re both sitting again Thinking Conteht be the closest we’ve come to any sort of pattern