Before I go, I have to remember each and every day we have spent together. I have to remember your kisses, your touch, your whispers every night, and every detail of your face: your hair, your eyes, and your skin. I have to remember everything. I have to, because I need it to carry with me when I go to eternity. Days will pass and I will fade, like the sun coming to set.
I want this, because by then, when time comes for me to close my eyes I will be alone and only your memories will be with me, Shekh ma shieraki anni.
*reaches for the tissues, sniff*