Puzzled Past

The Accident...

Really... it was an accident. Nobody should be actually blamed.

But that doesn't necessarily change what did happen. Zachary Blaine was my +1, but only as friends, but we decided to change it up a little our freshman year.

We took a chance that could of resulted in many ways. But who would of thought that on April 8th of 2013, at just another one of his practice baseball games, he would be rushed to the emergency room, right in front of his teammates... And Girlfriend, yah me.

Chase had just thrown the ball to third base, but right when he did so... Zachary had slid for it. As he did, he not only scraped up his legs, but also his helmet came off...

Just in time for the baseball to come in contact with his head. Long story short, Zachary doesn't remember much... Just his family and some childhood memories. Which doesn't include me.

It's sad that his family has to get used to the new, but at the same time old, Zachary.

The Good thing is, using his five senses, he can remember bits and parts of his past. Like when he sees family photos of past vacations, or even the tree house in there back yard were he carved random things into the wood of it.

But to be honest... It's not easy knowing that I might never get the old Zachary back... My Zachary.

I promised him, while I visited him frequently at the hospital while he was sleeping, that I wouldn't give up on him.

And still to this day, I hold on to that promise. As if it's all I have left of him.
Yah sure, I love him. But it's hard, loving someone who doesn't even know me yet/anymore.

But like I said before, I still love him. With all the memories I keep in mind, that belongs to the two of us. Even if he doesn't remember.

I still do...