the memory

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This is the memory This is the curse of having too much time to think about it

as he walked down he felt as if he was forgetting something. something important. luke couldn't get his thoughts straight to figure it out his mind was racing to fast. he figured he would remember sooner or later.

he had been walking for awhile when he had realized what he had forgotten earlier. how could he have forgotten what today was. after all this is the anniversary of the day his own personal hell had began.

luke began running to his new destination. the whole way there he mentally scolded himself for forgetting what today was.

as luke entered the his destination he searched till he found what he had been looking for.

luke walked up to the headstone marked 'luna mcmahan' luke could already feel his old self returning by just being in the final resting place of his girlfriend. he had a sad smile on his face.

luke noticed the flowers around her grave grew bigger and brighter then any of the other plants that grew within the cemetery.

the day had been the one year anniversary of luna mcmahan an amazing friend and a beautiful girlfriend.