It was as if I could not breathe like someone was stepping on my lungs. My heart felt like it would shatter even more then it was.

Why would someone possibly want to forget someone who was so close to them?

I was gasping for air, sobbing as if I have lost a loved one; but in reality, I didn't know this person all too well. It was the fact that someone was willing to give away everything that they had known about someone, and the love they were given to forget.

As much as I tried to convince her of the love that she had received and those memories that she would soon forget, she could not understand me. How can we not truly appreciate love without pain? Her feet were set firm on the ground. She would not budge. There was a slight glisten in her eyes golden eyes.

I was being intrusive. I was bothering her, and in her eyes I could not perceive what she had felt.

She smiled lightly at me. Was this her way to console me? It was me who took her there. If I had known what she was going to do, I would have drove back immediately, but what good would it have done. Someone else would surely have taken her instead.

"Is there no other way?" I managed to say softly.

She only shook her...