Forgotten

Prolouge

You don't know what it's like. How hard it is to walk down the halls. To go to my classes. To walk home everyday. You don't know what it's like to see the one you used to love and hold and kiss every single day walk past you without even acknowledging you.
She was the one that knew everything about me. Did everything with me. She was my everything. You don't know what it's like to lose everything.
I remember the time when we were on her roof in the dead of night. Her parents were gone for the weekend and she had the whole house to herself. And her little sister of course but she was never home so it was basically a house to herself. It wasn't the first time we had been together but it was definitely the first time we were alone. I will never forget that.
It was 11:00 and we were watching stars. She was rambling on about the different constellations and how they were related to Ancient Greece or something like that. I'm not the smartest person in the world so I didn't understand any of it. Instead of trying to understand her, I just listened to her voice and found that it was the most soothing thing I had ever heard.
She continued to talk and point and she knew I wasn't paying attention to what she was saying. She play hit me on my shoulder to try to get my attention back. It was hard when she looked so god damn beautiful in the moonlight. She looked at me and I swore I would never forget that look. Her brown eyes glistened with the moon in them and her vibrant red hair cascaded down her shoulders. I had noticed she had straightened it for me, her natural hair had large waves in it.
This was the moment. The moment that changed my life forever. We locked eyes and both knew what each other wanted. I was the first to lean in, stroke a strand of hair behind her ear and kiss her gently on the lips and she kissed me back.
I felt a jolt go through me from my lips down that I have never experienced before. I pulled her closer yet held her gently, she was small and fragile in my eyes and I didn't want to break her. She made her own move and I realized her strength, that she wouldn't be broken so easily.
This was the girl I dreamed of, the girl the I would never let go, the girl that I never knew I'd have to let go. This was Natalie. The girl I loved. And still do.
But she doesn't know me anymore. She can't remember me.
You don't know what it's like. You don't know what it's like to watch the girl you love every single day, but you can't touch her. You don't know what it's like to see her walking down the halls smiling and laughing without you. You don't know what it's like to walk past her and she doesn't even glance at you. You don't know what it's like.

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