They say that one smile can start a friendship.
One word can end a fight.
One look can save a relationship.
And One person can change your life.
It was the same for me too.
I'm not going to lie but I've always been deemed as a very attractive young man, the reason why I was always the center of attraction.
Girls would often ask me out and surround me, Boys would glare at me or try to befriend me.
The usual popular boy problems and all.
But during the last day of school, I saw this girl who took pictures with her camera.
Her long dark brown hair flowing with the wind, her mysterious and alluring honey eyes, Her fair complexion, her rosy cheeks, her pink stained lips, everything about her is beautiful.
She accidentally took a photo of me and after that, I couldn't think of anything but her.
I was confused as hell, alright but I never got to see her again.
That was until when I was in 12th grade, I saw the same girl.
She became my classmate.
I couldn't talk to her, she's reserved, calm and quiet.
She only talks to her friends or the teachers. She only talks when needed to but it's enough for me to feel like her voice is like an angel's.
The way she laughs, the way she smiles, the way her hair is blown by the breeze, the way her eyes shines, the way her pale skin looks, the way she turns when someone talks to her. I love it. I love all of it
I liked her, like, a lot.
After a few days, The same thing happened, she accidentally took a photo of me again, with her camera in hand.
We became friends after that and we got closer to each other.
I fell for her after a while.
I mean, who wouldn't fall for her? I was only a part of the many boys who were captivated by her beauty, charms and kindness.
When I confessed to her, I was really happy when she held me by the hand and smiled, telling me that she feels the same way for me.
I started courting her, We would always hang out with each other and find ourselves contented and happy when we're around each other.
However, I was really sad and devastated when I found out that she has a rare illness.
An illness which causes her to forget about her memories.
It wasn't to the point that she'll forget everything. She only forgets the memories that she considers as not important ones. Or so she said. But her friend told me otherwise, He said that she's lucky if she forgets the non-important ones.
But because of me.
Because of that accident that we had when the car I was driving collided with another one, She hit her head and her illness got worse.
I was afraid, of course I was.
I was afraid that she'll forget about me.
Afraid that she'll forget about the memories we had.
Afraid that she'll forget her feelings for me and how I love her.
I don't know what I'd do if she suddenly forgot about me.
I don't know what I'd do if I lose her.
I remember what she told me before.
"Please don't worry. I won't forget you. Even if I do lose all my memories, know that my heart will always remember who it belongs to."
I kept my hopes up because she told me that she can't forget me and even if she did, her heart will still remember me.
However, My heart shattered when she said that she's starting to forget her recent memories.
I don't want her to force herself to remember what she forgot.
I don't want her to get hurt or her condition to get worse.
"Don't worry, Utsuru. Whatever happens, I'm always here for you, okay? I just want you to know that... I love you, I always will."
This is our Almost Picture Perfect love story. A bittersweet love story nonetheless, I want it to stay that way if I ever had the chance to change it.
Because even if loving her is painful, that's fine because it's her.