This is not what I intended.

I wanted our fighting to end, but not this way. I'd rather that we shouted and yelled at each other every night, anger burning ablaze like a flame, only to feel regret and guilt after, than this defeaning silence where you've become so much farther away. I'd rather we slept in different rooms, wishing we could change us for the better than you not knowing me at all.

I don't want to lose you, Cry.

The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting. But I'd rather fight than this.

I tried everything, God damn it. I told you about September, about when we first confessed, about our first kiss. Heck, I even showed you those bruises on your shoulders, telling you how broken we were, how much I wanted to change us. We're only changing for the worse if you don't remember me.

But despite all my efforts, all you did was look at me with those apologetic eyes, that... distant look in those dark blue eyes. Before I knew it, tears prickled down my eyes, all those tears held back finally finding their way out.

When was the last time I cried?

You reached out to me, a finger delicately wiping a tear away. "I'm sorry... I really can't remember." You smile pitifully. And a thought crossed my mind.

When was the last time you smiled?

I had forgotten how beautiful your smile was. I forgot how it lured me into that invisible warm embrace that when I came closer to it, I smiled myself. There was something in that smile that made me smile in return. There was something about it that was so... contagious.

When was the last time I smiled?

I got up, gently putting your finger away, finding all this too heartbreaking. One more move you made might just make me break into sobs and cries, despite knowing it all wouldn't mean anything. You wouldn't remember. Maybe something made you forget and you didn't want to remember, so I couldn't force you to.

You looked up at me, guilt and apology still lurking in those eyes, and something else.

Regret?

Cry, if you regret forgetting, then just remember! Please, remember. For me. You have no idea how much it hurts knowing you don't remember me.

No. Nothing could make you remember. I got out of the room, and went to my own, sighing as I flopped on my bed.

What am I supposed to do now? Cliche as it sounds, I really don't know what else I would do without you, Cry. How am I supposed to sleep, when I know that when I wake up, you still won't remember? I tried everything. I tried everything!

Soon, midnight loomed around the house, the moon watching over my misfortune and shining its light, as if trying to at least comfort me. But I knew nothing could. Not even you, Cry. Not anymore,

Suddenly, I felt the covers of the bed rise slightly. My brows furrowed as you muttered, "Hey, um... Sorry. I couldn't sleep." and lied down beside me, my back facing you.

When was the last time we slept beside each other?

I nodded in acknowledgement, then turned to face you. Your cheeks were slightly red and it took my whole restraint to stop myself from hugging you. You were just too adorable, and I must admit, strangely it comforted me a little.

But in the end, I did it anyway. Your eyes widened as I held you in my arms, blush reddening even more, if that was possible. I nuzzled into your brown locks, missing this scent I haven't smelled in a long time. Eventually, you relaxied into it, placing your hands on my chest, feeling my heartbeat and closing your eyes, shuffling closer. I smiled at the affection and kissed your forehead, forgetting for a moment that you don't remember.

"I love you, Cry." I murmured, hugging you tighter.

When was the last time I said that?

Suddenly, I realized what I had just said, and looked at you. No reaction. You probably didn't hear it anyway.

But it turns out you did. "I love you, too." You answered, looking up at me. I was shocked. I opened my eyes, seeing a gentleness in those midnight orbs finally returning. Suddenly, I had this urge to just... kiss you.

And I did. I pressed my lips gently to yours, watching as your eyes widened in shock, but I was surprised when you swiftly pulled away, still in astonishment. Then, I realized what I did. "Sorry." But it turns out that wasn't the reason you pulled back.

"P-Pewds?"

You remembered.

I hugged you tightly, suddenly finding myself sobbing uncontrollably in relief. "C-Cry, you finally remembered!" I said between sobs. Then your surprised expression disappeared, and you softened, smiling as I held you.

"Sorry for making you worry. I love you, Pewds. I promise, I won't forget anymore."