A faint beeping appeared within range. At first it was a part of my dream, each beep an explosion nearby, sending men I’d been serving with flying through the air. I struggled for a moment and opened my eyes, my vision slowly coming back from the blurs of white and blue that surrounded me. I looked down at myself, each day became more and more reassuring as the number of tubes and drips plugged into me fell. My face was itchy, my unkept beard was tickling my dry lips and nose. I looked up at the sound of the door open, a smile broke as the nurse walked in. There was something about her presence that eased me, her eyes were a kind brown, her hair a sandy blonde that was always in a messy bun on top of her head. It may have been that she didn’t top toe around me like everyone else, she was just so real, genuine, funny. ‘Morning sunshine’ she said with a giggle ‘Morn-’ was all my unpracticed voice could muster. No more words were shared, she just hovered around checking everything, her hand glided down my arm and my eyes rolled back into my head. The soft hands tickled my skin and goosebumps broke out all over my body. ‘Are you feeling up to someone coming in today?’ She asked hesitantly My grumbled response was obviously enough to press the issue ‘The more people you see the more likely you are to find out your name, who you are, isn’t that what you want?’ I looked through the window at the busy city streets. ‘Send them in’ I could already see her, she was pretty. Her hair was long and swept over one shoulder, she was an average build, more cute then beautiful. She walked through the door and approached the bed. This was always the worst part, staring at a stranger while they look longingly into your eyes, search your whole body. She was only there for a brief minute before her eyes started to swell up. She wiped her eyes and stepped out. I felt another part of me die in that moment and for the first time a tear worked its way through my body and squeezed itself out. ‘No luck this ti-’ She stopped as she saw the tear running down my chin. She walked over and sat down on the bed, she knew she wasn’t meant to, I knew she wasn’t meant to but we let it happen. Her arms found rest on my chest and her sandy curls ran under my chin. My heart swelled and my palms became sweaty, this was the most affection I’d ever received as far as I remembered. That’s what the most frustrating and heart wrenching part was, all of this knowledge, with no understanding of how I got it. I could have a wife and children, for all I knew I could have a husband and two pugs... but my life had become this room. This room and this nurse I didn’t even have a name for. ‘What’s your name?’ the words fell out as the thought ran through my mind ‘What’s yours?’ she whimpered