Forgetful.
One.
Forgetful.
That’s what they said he was at first.
When he left his lunch at home, when he misplaced his belongings, when he missed his friends birthdays; they’d tut at the boy and humour themselves.
Alex, you’re just so forgetful.
Detached.
That’s what they blamed his vacant memory on.
He was too detached from the world; when he lost his keys three times in one day, when he forgot his sisters name, when he spent hours looking for his house.
Alex, you’re too detached. You need to focus.
Amnesia.
He was finally diagnosed, but by that time, it was far too late.
Alex, please, it’s me! How can you not remember, I love you!
Alex stared blankly at the boy kneeling before him, big, brown eyes leaking with pained tears.
I’m sorry, I don’t know you.
That’s what they said he was at first.
When he left his lunch at home, when he misplaced his belongings, when he missed his friends birthdays; they’d tut at the boy and humour themselves.
Alex, you’re just so forgetful.
Detached.
That’s what they blamed his vacant memory on.
He was too detached from the world; when he lost his keys three times in one day, when he forgot his sisters name, when he spent hours looking for his house.
Alex, you’re too detached. You need to focus.
Amnesia.
He was finally diagnosed, but by that time, it was far too late.
Alex, please, it’s me! How can you not remember, I love you!
Alex stared blankly at the boy kneeling before him, big, brown eyes leaking with pained tears.
I’m sorry, I don’t know you.