Anemoia

"It's just a burning memory." "An autumnal equinox." "His name was Death, and Hell followed with him." "Things that are beautiful and transient." "We don't have many days." "I don't remember who I am. Am I even alive? Is this reality?" "Late afternoon drifting." "My heart will stop in joy." "Slightly bewildered." "Quiet internal rebellions." "Into each others eyes." "All that follows is true." "Childishly fresh eyes." "The love of my entire life." "I've completely lost track of time. I feel like I've been here for years."