lillie143

I put you in a box and I declared war on my memories. I worked tirelessly for months, slowly fitting you into the sealed interior of my mind where no light could cast shadows, no light could escape. I sealed you from my mind and my world. You became nameless. A shadow in my memories, a person who was there but did not exist. I waged war on my mind and eventually you faded. Your likeness receded, your face forgotten, your words unspoken. Eventually my work paid off and you were gone, a someone I once knew but had no memories of, despite all the time we spent together. Now, with a message flashing across my screen asking me what I remember, I hesitate. We have talked once or twice recently, and I’ve caught myself smiling when I shouldn’t. There are no connections between us, no shared memories, no bond, until you shined a light on that box hidden deep within me and asked, “what is in there?” Hesitant, I pull back the locks, I swallow air that does nothing to help me breathe. I reach for