"You know I love you, right?" I whispered, staring into the green eyes I had come to love.
"Yes. That is why I am getting turned." They whispered back, their voice hoarse and pained.
"We'll forget all about each other, though. I don't want to lose you."
"You will lose me either way. At least this way, we have a chance at finding each other in the future."
"You are never sure. No one ever is. Not even me." I could see tears forming in their eyes along with mine.
"I'll always remember you. Even when I can't. If I ever see anyone that looks anything like you, I will remember you, even if you don't believe me," they whispered. We shared one last kiss before I enter someone else's subconscious and told them all I know.