Georgias POV
I look at the boy infront of me,I don't even know him but I can't help but feel for him, there's obviously a reason I can't remember him, but I don't know why, all I know is that his names connor and my names georgia. I can tell he wants me to remember him so bad, I can see the emotion all over him, but I can't remember,its not as if there's an on or off switch to remember , I mean come on I don't even know I am .
And then it hits me, I don't even know what I look like , how weird is that, its like a whole new life.
"Can you tell me about my self?" I ask, hoping I won't upset him anymore but I want to know, I have a right to know right?, I watch as he takes a deep breath and gives me and slight nod before putting his hands in his back pocket, pulling out his wallet, he opens it and pulls out a foled piece of paper and hands it to me. I open it to see a picture of him and I'm guessing that's me?, I mean why else would he show me it
"That's me?" I ask before looking back at him
He nods " yeh , that was quite a while ago though" he replies
"So are..were we like friends or something?" I ask
I watch as he looks down at the floor , playing with his hands
"Uh something like that I guess" he replies remaining in the position he's in .
Something like that? What does he mean? Why can't he just tell me who I was to him without being all complicated
