When I wake up on this day, I?m in a different city, with a different life and no memory of the lives I had before this one. Today is the tenth time this has happened to me. The tenth time I?ve had to figure out where the hell I am. The tenth time I?ve had to try and work out who the hell I am. This is the tenth alteration of the person I am. Each of us has had different lives, different backgrounds and different families. But there?s always been one constant.
Him.
He?s the reason I keep doing this. He?s the reason I spend four years searching. If I?m lucky, I?ll get the trigger and find him quickly and we can spend those four years together before I disappear again. If I?m not, we might get a year, a month or even just a day. Once we got nothing, but that was a choice.
And every time it happens, he patiently waits for me. He says that every time I come back to him, it?s like falling in love with me all over again. I say that every time I come back, I fall even more in love with him than before.
It scares me that one day I won't be able to find him at all, because when that day comes, I'm not sure I'll want to keep going. He is my strength, my protector, my one and only constant.
I love him.
He loves me.
But every four years, I lose myself.
And every four years, I have to find him.
This is our story.
When I wake up on this day, I?m in a different city, with a different life and no memory of the lives I had before this one. Today is the tenth time this has happened to me. The tenth time I?ve had to figure out where the hell I am. The tenth time I?ve had to try and work out who the hell I am. This is the tenth alteration of the person I am. Each of us has had different lives, different backgrounds and different families. But there?s always been one constant.
Him.
He?s the reason I keep doing this. He?s the reason I spend four years searching. If I?m lucky, I?ll get the trigger and find him quickly and we can spend those four years together before I disappear again. If I?m not, we might get a year, a month or even just a day. Once we got nothing, but that was a choice.
And every time it happens, he patiently waits for me. He says that every time I come back to him, it?s like falling in love with me all over again. I say that every time I come back, I fall even more in love with him than before.
It scares me that one day I won't be able to find him at all, because when that day comes, I'm not sure I'll want to keep going. He is my strength, my protector, my one and only constant.
I love him.
He loves me.
But every four years, I lose myself.
And every four years, I have to find him.
This is our story.