I thought memories lasted forever. That’s what everyone told me. They last until your last dying breath. They’re with you anywhere you go. But they’re not. They were wrong, because I can’t really remember you. How could someone I love so much just disappear from my mind like that? Why is it that when I think back to us only three of the millions of things we did come to mind? Why is it so empty up there? Why can’t I remember? What is wrong with me? I look back to the photos of you and I see you there but I can’t see the rest of the moment. I see your beautiful face but your voice is slipping away from me slowly. All I have are tangible memories, but not any memory memories.

I want them back. I want the 180 days worth of memories installed back into my brain. I’m slowly forgetting you and I can’t. I can’t forget one of the best people I’ve ever met. If I had known this would’ve happened, I would’ve done anything to prevent it - I’d even go to CDMX with you, just to keep you there, always fresh in my mind and that way, I’d never forget you. But I didn’t. And now, we’re so far and I hear you in the distance but I can’t see you anywhere and I’m trying so hard to follow your voice but it’s like you keep running away from me and my efforts are futile because soon you’ll be too far gone.

It wasn’t until recently that you caught my eye. I went from just seeing you to longing to see you every day. It just so happened that, on the day I wore my ring, you finally talked to me. So, without fail, for the past two weeks I’ve always worn my ring and without fail, you’ve talked to me. Now, I never leave home without it. I’m afraid of what will happen if I do. Will it die? I don’t want to risk it and find out. I want to feel the jumps my heart makes, to see in technicolor, to just be on a high when I see you and you see me and our eyes meet and you come closer and talk to me. It’s a good luck charm, I’m sure of it. It’s odd, because it didn’t start out as one. The ring - it was a promise. It was a promise to remember it all. And I do, whenever I see it or think about it. But now it's a promise to something else. It’s a promise about you and seeing you and just being there in my happiest moments of the day. I know there are rules to rings, but there’s no way you need a ring for everything. My ring is not just a promise-to-remember ring, it’s also now a happiness ring.

Now whenever I fidget with it, not only do I remember it all, but I also see you - and my heart jumps and for a second there, I see in technicolor, and in my mind I see us, and I see you, and you see me, and our eyes meet and you come closer and talk to me.