I am not used to keep things that has a sentimental value. Just like now, I didn't bring anything with me aside from Seviro's piercing that I turn into a ring which perfectly fit my pinky finger. But that doesn't mean I don't cherish those moments that are now memories inside my head. Although I don't have a picture of Seviro with me, the image of him inside my head is vivid enough for me to trace each corner of his face.
I memorize his facial feature perfectly to the point that I could draw his handsome face over and over again without mistake. His image was already imprinted inside my head. His name is like a scar on my soul that will never be fade. I like the feeling of how my mind bring myself back to the moments I spent with him because I was able to feel once again the emotion I felt during that time.
