SHANE BRADEN
Memories are never forgotten. Or so it's said, but she did. She forgot herself, me--us. She forgot everything. One day I woke up and there was only pain. This pain so fierce that I can't overcome it alone. My heart was ripped out of my chest. I'm surviving, but barely. Not even the physical outlet I seek, to purge the torment of remembering the one I can't let go, helps anymore.
In all of his agony,...