He had been gone a year now and slowly but surely he began to slip from your mind. His smile, his voice, his smell all gone. He was a ghost to you now.

You didn't turn for the voice calling out behind you. You had no reason to, you didn't recognize it. But the voice began to approach and led to a tap on the shoulder. "I've been calling for five minutes?" He questioned looking at your perplexed eyes as you turned around.