As an inhuman scream echoed throughout the room, I remembered you. It was like being woken up from a dream, like fog drifting away from my mind.

I remembered you. I remembered everything.

Your skin was the first thing to fade. The skin that used to glow like moonlight, the skin that mesmerized me from the very first time I met you. You were beautiful.

As your skin started to melt into a murky fog, you hair seemed to unravel into simple shadows, little tendrils of darkness. But you were always so much more than that. You were always so much more than what you were.

Your eyes were the last thing to disappear. As they contorted in pain, they lost their spark. I loved that spark. I loved your unspoken promise of mischief and excitement. I loved you.

I know that now. I never realized it, not until the very end. Those were the last words I said to you, “I love you.” Did you hear me? Or were you too far gone?