❪ eddie breathes out a tired sound as richie presses those soft, gentle kisses to his cheeks and lips. it's hard not to be taken back to those times from before― before all of this and before they forgot each other. it's harder still not to let himself just near collapse into all and forget about everything else.

but, as it turns out, that's a little harder said than done. since they began this literal trip of memories, he hadn't given much thought to myra back home but now it's hard not to look at his wedding band. ❫

The longer I'm here the more I remember about my mom and the more I'm reminded about the relationship I have with Myra. I forgot and got myself involved with someone that does the same exact shit that she used to do. ❪ he chuckles but it's a sad sound. ❫ And I realize that the sort of shit that I feel with you, felt when we were together, I can't remember ever feeling anywhere close to that with her.