(the doubt remains, the doubt remains - intrusively, the doubt remains, and it always will, until it finally ends. but what is love, what is wanting, if not pursuing what one cannot have?) )
the memories of knowing me in reality were fabrication. I think that there's a chance I might not exist in the real world. I think I might be just here.
I went to your apartment. I got to meet your brother, we walked on the beach. I talked to you, the whole night, when you were in the hospital. I stayed on the phone with you until you fell asleep. I know I did.
I don't remember some of those things. I don't remember when I stopped knowing them. I don't know if I'll stop knowing more of those things soon. I think it'll be soon.
I think Lily's expunging false memories from me because I no longer need them. I feel certain it's him. My head hurts every time i
Nanashi's memories were fabricated, right? It's not impossible that memories were fabricated between us, or others. We don't have proof that they happened.
But even if they didn't happen, they don't change how I feel. I know the things in Fragment must have happened. And we've been on the beach here, and you were here when I woke up from death, and you've stayed with me. And there's proof of all these things here. And I haven't lost recollection of them. I think they must be necessary.
[It feels like the floor is falling out from under his feet, falling falling falling
Was that all on him, now? To remember the nights in the hospital and the talks on the phone and the thought of life? Would Morgan even feel the same, if he was truly forgetting all of that?
...
One step at a time. If it meant relearning it all...
Well. He knew Morgan could do it. Maybe he would have to learn, too.]
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Do you remember Lily? The one who died?
It's not a matter of wanting to leave or not. I don't think I can get ou,t
( Seems like that was sent a little early on accident, typo and all. )
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[How could he forget something like that. That house felt so hollow with just two.]
If I can get out, so can you. Why do you think you can't?
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I think Lily is expunging memories he thinks are no longer important. I don't know why he'd keep your father, though...
( LILY!!!!!
But the next message doesn't come right away. )
I like what we have right now. But... if I had some certain reason I couldn't, would you stop?
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I don't understand. I don't want to stop.
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Don't.
( Phrased like an order, but framed like a plea. It's the latter, over everything. )
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Why can't you leave, Morgan?
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I promised you I didn't want to run away anymore, didn't I?
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...
he rubs his head
it's been hurting so much...
(the doubt remains, the doubt remains - intrusively, the doubt remains, and it always will, until it finally ends. but what is love, what is wanting, if not pursuing what one cannot have?) )
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the memories of knowing me in reality were fabrication. I think that there's a chance I might not exist in the real world. I think I might be just here.
( "I'm here," like he'd always say. )
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What...
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You don't think you're real?
I went to your apartment. I got to meet your brother, we walked on the beach. I talked to you, the whole night, when you were in the hospital. I stayed on the phone with you until you fell asleep. I know I did.
Why do you think that was all fake?
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I think Lily's expunging false memories from me because I no longer need them. I feel certain it's him. My head hurts every time i
Nanashi's memories were fabricated, right? It's not impossible that memories were fabricated between us, or others. We don't have proof that they happened.
But even if they didn't happen, they don't change how I feel. I know the things in Fragment must have happened. And we've been on the beach here, and you were here when I woke up from death, and you've stayed with me. And there's proof of all these things here. And I haven't lost recollection of them. I think they must be necessary.
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Was that all on him, now? To remember the nights in the hospital and the talks on the phone and the thought of life? Would Morgan even feel the same, if he was truly forgetting all of that?
...
One step at a time. If it meant relearning it all...
Well. He knew Morgan could do it. Maybe he would have to learn, too.]
I don't need proof.
Where are you right now?
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