I know. [ She's had her ideas of herself tossed around by her memories like sand in the tide often enough to be speaking the truth. ]
But I know who you are. To me, you're the same person you were five minutes ago. The same one I first met in your clinic. The man I love. Nothing could change that, nothing.
Re: tw: unreality, assisted suicide of teenager
But I know who you are. To me, you're the same person you were five minutes ago. The same one I first met in your clinic. The man I love. Nothing could change that, nothing.