the oblivion

one

one.

ellis was one of the unlucky people who had defects in life. his wasn't like the one in his favorite novel, it wasn't cancer. what he had couldn't kill him, but what he had could kill his memories.

five months ago was when i had my first suspicions, it was when i saw his notebook and read that he wrote the same thing over and over again. i thought that he just liked to write it. but i saw his other notes and i saw that he would repeat the first sentence of an information again and again, it looked like the first notebook, just a different sentence.

i confirmed my assumptions when one day he asked me what my name was. i cried after i told him that my name was fleur and that it was nice to meet him.

it wasn't amnesia. in my opinion, it was worse than that, it was alzheimer.

everyday he forgets. all the information he recieves, he forgets. everyday, the things he knows decreases.

he forgets me everyday.

the only things that he could remember everyday was his name, his gender, his family, where he lived and the basic things. but that was it, for now.

they say he was bound to forget all about that too, but they weren't sure when he would.

he had already forgot about me, his friends, everything he studied, how to play soccer, how to use his computer and many more.

it tortures me that every time i see him, i have to introduce myself and make him feel comfortable. i was a stranger to him.

but for me, he was ellis, the boy i fell in love with three years ago when i first moved here. he was the boy who gave me his world and the boy who i gave mine to. ellis was the boy i spent many nights with, having long conversations. he was the boy who knew me so well.

i couldn't say the same things anymore. he was still the same ellis to me, i just wasn't the same fleur to him.

everyday ellis takes morning walks to the park and i wait for him patiently on the bench where we shared our first kiss back then. he sits there too, for some reason he likes to sit there.

then i would introduce myself and have long conversations with him.
then i would go to his house and we would spend the rest of the day together. and i would leave a letter in a box under his bed.

some days he would remember me and hug me and kiss me and tell me how much he loves me. but it would only last for a day or less.

some days he would reject me and ignore me. then all of my plans would fail and i wouldn't get to talk to him at all.

some days he would tell me he likes me and give me a kiss on the cheek.

but everyday was indefinite, everyday would be unexpected.

his parents accepted it and lets me in with my crazy antics. i told them how much i love ellis and that i would want him in my life even if he couldn't remember me.

i haven't went to college yet, i told my parents that i wasn't ready and that my life revolved around ellis.

i know that it sounds stupid and that i was stupid for marking ellis as the center of my life, but he wasn't just anyone. i love ellis and i don't want to lose him. a lot of people would say that i should just move on, but ellis and i's relationship wasn't just teenage romance. it was more than that, so much more.

in ellis and i's favorite book, the fault in our stars, a character named augustus waters said that he was afraid of oblivion and his love interest, hazel grace, said that it was inevitable.

but ellis and i lived in it. he forgets and i'm forgotten. oblivion was our world.

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there will still be chapter two