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Perfect team they were, once, before everything. When life was the life they wanted. To feel her breath at his lips. Her quiet, well organised existence. His thoughtful silences. The same and not the same. Both the same and not. Doesn’t the feeling between two people have a truth of its own? Carefully, she answers. I want you to remember me. I want you to remember me. Memories about feelings. In shared silence the seconds pass. Or feelings about memories. Questions she does not ask. It’s all just memory. It’s all just memory. I’m sorry. So am I. And what if the memories fade? Something has not been said.