authentic experience

"Kiss me until I forget who I am," I said.

He kissed me and stopped.

"I didn't forget who I--" He kissed me more and then stopped.

"Do you ever forget who you are?" he asked.

"Every time I come," I said.

"I don't," he said.

"You don't?" I asked.

"What does it mean to forget who you are?" he asked.