Missing your memories

It’s still raining outside. But I don’t care really much because I have no much to do today. However, I'm thinking in you and it hurts me. I remembered once you looked at me with that kind face I quite loved. I saw that within you, something was worrying you.

'Are you sad?’ I asked. But you just smiled at me saying nothing at all. Suddenly, when you realized it was the time, you stand up. I was standing up as the time you were grabbing your bag.
'Please, don't go', I whispered.

But you didn't notice me, so I repeated 'Please don't go', I grabbed your arm; you just smiled. Why did you smiled.
'I've have to, Dave'.

'I understood it, but I won't you go'.
'I know that, babe', he peck me a quickly kiss. I turned sad.
'Where? Where you go?'
'Somewhere...'
'You mustn’t go. You could stay...'

But it was impossible for you: Duty called you. War had started months ago. My bigger fear was not seeing him again.
'Carry me too'

He smirk and caressed my face slightly. 'You are so cute, my dear'.
'Took me. I will fight... Maybe I'm not a soldier but I can...’ I did not finish cause he kissed me, involving me with his arms. When we stopped he added: 'You are the soldier of my heart'.

He took a razor and cut a lock of his dark hair and gave it to me. 'Will you remember me, Dave?’ I nodded. Then he cut a gash in his left hand and gave the razor to me. I imitated him on my right. We hit both hands while we promised to meet again after war finished. He didn't left 'til he kissed me again. I squeezed his back as hard as I could; he held me as well, but this time I did not cry.
He was leaving as I saw him go.
He turned his head when he was climbing the car and he yelled:

'I'll be back!'

I smiled happily, crying I answered 'I'll be waiting', and the car left a huge cloud of dust.

And he didn't return. Although I'll still waiting him...
I'm waiting a call...Waiting for you.
But I think Alzheimer will come back earlier than you
And I will miss all I had from you.

I'm missing your memories...