Lara
These past two nights, I purposely didn't close my window curtains because I knew he was there watching. At first, it was just my guess that he was Scott, but on the night of his birthday, he confirmed it. But he doesn't have any memories of me but still feels the connection between us.
I regret falling asleep that night because I had many questions to ask him, but sadly, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, he was gone. I missed him so much. I miss his voice. I miss his scent. I miss his kiss. I miss his touch. I miss everything about him.
He has a big scar on his face, but it doesn't make me love him less. Even if his face is full of scars, I will still love him because I know his heart and his looks, and how I feel for him. I love that man so much, and I'm glad he is alive. I hope whatever the thing he's going to do. He will succeed and come back to me alive, having a memory of me or not.
