Aha! first story...its kinda short.
dancing in a ballroom. ballroom...it feels...familiar, i can't tell why. the music is distorted to, what i would say is,...perfection. off-key, but just the right sound. off-beat, but just when its suppose to be. why? why do the feelings flood back to me, but never the memories? did i once dance here? or is this where i became a hollow shell? i may never know. perhaps another day, in perhaps another life i many have the feelings and memories i am missing. for now farewell, everyone that i am suppose to remember but can never connect the feelings that have flooded my mind to a face, an action, a day, or moment. farewell to this empty life i have been living due to the lack of memories of better days. farewell to the ones i will never remember again. and farewell to those i will never forget. farewell...
thats it. hope you liked it.
