lost memories, found future
I was nervous. I didn’t know what was expecting me despite all the encouragement I was given by all the people around me. My palms were sweaty and no matter how many times I wiped them off on my jeans, the nerves kept coming and I kept sweating. I tried taking some deep breaths and closed my eyes but it was impossible to stop the anxious thoughts from rising. What if she doesn’t love you anymore? What if she cries and runs away at the sight of you? I shook my head to distract myself from those thoughts and instead, I once again forced my mind to go back to the memories I once had. I imagined the faces that I have seen on the pictures hundreds of times. The smile on their faces, the embrace, the happiness in their eyes. Despite the absence of the memories, I felt the warmth they brought to my being. My conscience self didn’t remember maybe the most important moments of my life and the loss of them would never be less painful but I was ready to desperately fight to make new o...