Moments In Time |H.S|

Flashes

From time to time , painting seems to fade from limelight, relegated, we are told, to past. But there are things in paintings that can never be expressed, by any other means, so time again painting survives, and is reborn, usually with its vitality and diversity refreshed by the challenge.

I picked up my paint brush and dabbed it with some paint, I let my mind wonder in the mixed colours and creativity of the painting. But lately I haven't been able to do just that. With so many mixed emotions that I just can not express, my painting has been off. I have been out of the hospital for two days now and haven't remembered anything before the crash. I was hoping that I would see Harry again but ever since he saw me in the hospital, it seems like he disappeared and I hate that. He's the only one that could help me. My head started to pound and throb in pain. I clutched onto my head hopping it would help but I hit the floor and collapsed. When I did my eyes felt like they were somewhere else. It was a little blurry like it wasn't real. What happened to me? My eyes shut then opened again without me doing it. It's like I'm being controlled somehow. When I opened my eyes I saw him. Harry. It was Harry. I observed everything about him . He had lovely brown curly hair and glistening emeralds eyes that you just get lost in once you look at him. He was compelling to me. Everything about him is amazing. The flash I saw was of him. He was with someone but I couldn't tell who. He looked happy like he had the best life ever. He looked at the person like she/ or he was the only person for him. What changed? When he was at the hospital he looked like he has been from hell and back. His hair wasn't combed and he looked like he hasn't slept in weeks. Why did he leave? Was it me? And that was when I felt myself wake up. It wasn't really me waking up it was just like a flash that had me trapped into its world almost. And in that world Harry does insist. I the real world Harry does not because he left and might never return. Why do I feel so connected to him. It hurts to not remember him and to think how he feels when I didn't remember him. He must be heartbroken. I have to remember him. And the only way to do that is to wait for the flashes to come again and take over my mind.

[Authors note]
I tried to explain how she had a flash(memory) of Harry as much as I can. I hope you understood that she did indeed have her first flash ,memory of Harry. I didn't know how else to explain it. I hope I didn't confuse you.
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