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how could i forget those precious memories?

they were the golden strings that brought my together from falling apart.

the collection of memories i had in my mind still stayed clear and lucid.

that helped me stay strong.

when i visited you that day, i was so worried, my legs gave out.

i was terrified to meet you, to face the fear of seeing you hurt.

all because of me.

when i finally got the courage to meet you, you had forgotten me.

everything, i tried everything to make you remember, but nothing seemed to work.

i didn't understand, i was so frustrated.

i wanted you to recollect the memories we used to share together, but it didn't seem to work.

i had given up, after many months of failed attempts.

i wanted to pick it up again, but i had no strength left in me to.

-the boy with no courage

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