Unforgotten

"And then they leave you and you have nothing, but you just keep going."

"Just keep going. There's nothing else you can do, is there?"

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"We're just old ladies."

"But you're still beautiful."

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"They took it away. He was pretty mad about that."

"I'm sorry."

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"Please listen to the music."

"I'm listening."

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"I have people coming."

"Okay."

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"I'm the worst person here. If you don't believe me, ask them."
"Oh, don't say that. It's not true."
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"What did you do today?"
"I can't remember."
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"I won't give up. I won't."
"Good, don't ever give up."
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"I think there's something wrong with me."
"No, you're perfect."
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"Please let me try again. This is hard."
"You can always try again."
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"Take me home. Please, take me home."
"Just relax. You're going to be okay."

It breaks my heart, the wrinkles around the vacant eyes and blank smiles. The off-key humming and confusing conversation. The memories that will never be remembered, or that only make sense inside their minds.

I keep going back anyway. 

I wonder if I lied when I told her she'd be okay.