Eternal Sunshine

The Voice's kind words did make him smile genuinely. Sam had never received much motherly attention or love before, did not even know he missed it in particular, but something in the way she spoke to him warmed his heart. "Well..." He began in response to her question, looking about the Atheneum as if suddenly guilty or ashamed. "Do you remember Remi? I brought him when I asked you to first fix my voice. He...um, well, Ludo took away his memories of me. And...I don't know..I know you..." Don't value romantic love, he was about to say, but he stopped himself. Did she? "I love him, and it hurts. And he doesn't want to see me. I began to think that because he doesn't remember me...perhaps it would be easier if I didn't remember him anymore either. Maybe still know that he exists, but...let me forget us. Would you do that?" Finally he looked up, a desperate pleading in his eyes. Samuel Well he's torn himself to pieces and each night he feels the itch To grab the needle, thread and scalpel. He'll gather, slice and stich And he'll build a brand new person where the current person sits Until he's nothing but a patchwork of other people's greatest hits