She Came from the Tomb

You Are a Tear in My Eye

She likes things in pale purple.

He likes what she likes and gets used to what she is used to.

She calls him a fool.

He says, "If you keep calling me that, I'll really become one."

How long does it take to forget someone? A few months? Or a lifetime?

Is losing them written in fate?

Or can he hold fast to the bond he longs for, the beloved he wants?

Where should he (or she) go from here?