SAMUEL
I am drowning
There is no sight of land
Remi's dream sounded rather awful, he thought, and not particularly complimentary of his character. Sam frowned, studied the wall for a moment; listened to the waves outside. "Why would I do something like that? You're the best thing in my life. To forget you would be...it would be bizarre. Was there a reason for it?"
He lifted his head, shifted so he was laying with his hands on Remi's chest and their faces close together. "I'm not sure she even could do it. It would be a lot of memories. A lot of love." Sam leaned forward and pressed the softest kiss against Remi's lips, trying to soothe away the concern he had heard in his voice.
He lifted his head, shifted so he was laying with his hands on Remi's chest and their faces close together. "I'm not sure she even could do it. It would be a lot of memories. A lot of love." Sam leaned forward and pressed the softest kiss against Remi's lips, trying to soothe away the concern he had heard in his voice.
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
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