It's been one year, one year since the car accident. The accident that made my fiancé forget about me, of course he didn't want to be married to a "stranger".

As you walk through the mall looking for a bookstore, you bump into someone.

"I am sorry." after you said sorry, you look up and it was Timothy, beside him a woman holds onto him.

"Oh it's okay." that voice, so calming to hear again. You stare at him as tears form in your eye.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" says the woman. You try to get a hold of yourself and just turned around and left.

All the memories start to flash right before my eyes, as you finally get to release your tears.

"I miss you, If only your memories were still there."