Can I love you a little less, maybe?
“Maybe the answer lies in loving you a little bit more,” she said.
“No, definitely not,” he said.
She looked at him. Hungry. Expectant. Eyes. Lips.
Every part of her seemed to be playing a trick. Only her mind didn’t know that.
“The answer lies in you loving me a bit less. It also lies in you forgetting me a bit every day.”
And with that, the floodgates of memory were shut!