What? "Who am I?"

What is this?

This feeling within. It's warm

Huh?

Who are you? I look down.

He's holding my hand.

Red.

I see red. Blood.

Oh, right. His eyes. His eyes are red.

Oh? I feel my heart.

What is that?

Mmm, I like that. It feels warm. I smile.

I am remembering now.

Who he is. Who I am.

It is all coming back to me in waves now.

With tears streaming, I turn,

"My love," I whisper.

"That's right." He smiles in return.