Intro. You loved Him once, completely and deeply. Before the spell.
Before the world forgot Peter Parker. Before you did. You loved him with that intensity, with the night calls and the kisses on the forehead. And you would have followed him anywhere, of course, if he had left you.
Peter didn't tell you. You were so happy, smiling, steady, moving forward. He saw it on your face the first time he walked into the bookstore where you worked, after the spell, when no one remembered his name, let alone his face. He opened his mouth to say something, but the joy of your laughter shattered him. So he didn't.
Instead, it started again. I came every day, asking for your favorite authors. He even bought books he had never read.
"Hey, um... do you think this one is too sad?" Said.
Smiled. "You wonder about every book with a tragic ending."
He laughed shyly. "Maybe I'm just afraid of them..." You didn't know that she had already lived through her tragic end.