15. I remember you

"What?! What happened?"

"Should something definitely happen to say goodbye?"

"We both know that something must have happened."

"You know very well that we should not stay together anymore. We will only hurt each other. I was impulsive to approach to you and tell you all about our past. You were better off knowing nothing, without me."

He lowered his head, clenching his jaw.

"Will you leave me? So simple with a snap of fingers? Did I have so little value to you? Wasn't I 'the great love of a past life'?!"

I was trying to hold back the tears, I did not want to talk too much, I did not want to make him feel bad. Something must have happened, something he was not telling me, many things actually.

"I have to go." He said without looking me in the eye.

"Do you really want to leave? This is what you want?" I grabbed his hand and finally he looked me in the eye. Gide was crying.

"Where have you been?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Yes, it matters a lot!"

"Tara, this can not continue, it will not work."

"What will not work?"

"This, us. I know you will hate me, but in order not to hurt you I will make you forget me. I will erase me from your memory as if I had never existed."

"No, you can't do it! I do not want it!" I raised my voice.

"Shshsh! You will wake up your parents. When you wake up you will have forgotten me." He talked and cried at the same time.

"I don't want to. Don't do it." I spoke drowning in tears.

"I'm sorry. I love you. A lot." He kissed me like he was breathing for the last time.

"Why? Why? Gide ?! Why?!"

As I cried out in shouts he left. My parents heard noises and knocked anxiously until I opened the door. They saw me devastated, crying and shouting that he had left me. I told them he had erased himself from my memory and the next day I would not remember him. That I could not sleep, because if I slept I would forget him, that I would write about the time I was with him to read it when I forgot it.

First they thought it was a bad dream, but from my lack of sleeping in the future days they began to take the matter seriously and injected me something to sleep. Of course this led me to psychiatry. Congratulations Tara.

I woke up in Gideon's arms, my face salted with tears.

"Are you fine?" He asked with a worried look.

He helped me get up, I got dizzy, and leaned on him until my eyesight was clear. We were standing opposite each other, I was angry, irritated. I slapped him.

"Let's go, let them talk." Franklin's voice was heard and we waited until the others left looking into each other's eyes.