I, uh…call it, Cerebro. As in the Spanish for brain.

It’s a very beautiful memory, Erik. Thank you.

when you said your last goodbye
i died a little bit inside
i lay in tears in bed all night
alone without you by my side

forward is calling and i cannot stay here; a parting of souls as i try to move on. how do i forget the dream you shared with me? (i know you’re here in my heart, please understand that i tried, try to see it’s not goodbye).

It’s all my fault, Charles.