Amnesiacs

A different room

The first week that Tya left, I always called her. Today distance is no longer an obstacle. Everything can feel close if you want it.

But ever since Tya left, my idea to write was also gone, I couldn't write down the imagination I felt, stuck.

Because for me writing is about taste, taste that wants to be conveyed, taste that forces into words.

Losing the ability to write means losing the ability to feel.

maybe I should look for a different atmosphere, to be more sensitive to taste, or maybe I should learn to understand what I'm really looking for and I want to convey.

Maybe the rocks on the edge of the times that bite the feet, or the leaves that dance in the wind will help me.

one night at home, I called Tya, ah so I miss myself all day.

if asked what I miss about her, then I miss her completely, because I love her soul not part of her body.

"Hello, Tya how are you"

"Well, how are you"

"My news is bad"

"Why can it? are you late for eating?"

"no, I just miss you too much"

Tya laughed, a mouth voice spoke in a state of embarrassment.

"ah Nata, I guess why, I just called yesterday"

"But miss no man, he wills alone, and his will tonight is to miss you"

"combal"

"no, I'm not fighting, I'm just doing the right thing"

"What is it worth?"

"Like loving and missing you"

"ah already is. I'm like the rain that loves the earth"

"why does it rain?"

"To love you, I'm willing to fall many times"

"haha, Tya is good at fighting"

"Who's boyfriend was"

"Dong's girlfriend"

from a distance, longing forced me to admit, that I loved her so much, no other reason, I just loved her so much.

Monday morning, the Silvi family came to see me, asked me to talk and meet with Silvi. I actually have not approved it, I have not said anything to Tya, but want to do it again, they're here, I can't bear to refuse.

I was invited to ride in the car, the coolant that blows hard shows the beginning of the journey, I was afraid of being trapped in my past, while I was also afraid to still love him while Tya was always in my arms.

yes, because the separation of me and Silvi is not something ordinary, if I remember how long it took to get up, then it is very big that I love him.

If I remember, breaking up with her, not only broke my heart, but shook my soul, I lost hope, lost my taste and lived a long, long, long life in emptiness.

In the past, I was used to being lonely, but ever since Silvi came I have been afraid of loneliness.

I still remember clearly when he cried in fear, there were no words that could describe the emotions of the moment, then he left like sand pulled by the waves.

even imagining his departure left me with injuries, injuries that kept me going until I started to enjoy them.

But if all his memories recover, will his feelings come back, if that's how I feel, do I still love him? or I already love Tya. I don't know, but I have to try to get her memory back, like she changed my life for the better.

"Hallo Silvi" I met Silvi in front of his house.

I hesitated a little to step up, I was afraid of tormented memories from every corner of the house.

"Hallo, the author of the novel, please come in"

This room has now changed, even the wall clock in the corner of the room has stopped, I hope my feelings come to understand.but apparently the memories and feelings remain here, clinging clearly to the memory space in the heart, like daggers, they pierced my body nonstop, while I could only berate, my ever-fidget self in this room.

"Why Nata? looks like you know this place"

my tears were flowing so hard, no one could stop him even though I tried.

"how could I not remember it" said I sobbing.

"Nata, don't cry"

"I'm sorry, I have such sweet memories here"

"Memories?"

"Yes, I have a lot of memories with someone who once owned this room"

The window of his room he opened, the wind coming in was refreshing, his room was so clean now.

"Didn't you remember her at all?"

"remember what?"

"my"