Emmewatson Stories

They failed to remember me. They erased me from their mind, but I, myself, couldn't just wipe it all away so I... didn't. The memories consumed me constantly, I felt like a broken piece trying to fit in with the perfect one. The gap didn't exist for the other one and it didn't have space for me, right? Right. So, feeling like a keen-sighed person walking through a sea of blindness, I still made my way through it. With his help. And mine.