The memories pound on me like rain and drench me in their happy sorrow and drown me until I am no more. I try to breathe but to no avail. I can't swim. I can't breathe. I can't escape. Each struggle only drowns me further, for if I want to escape I will have to relive every precious moment before it is forgotten in the sands of time. Each memory hits me harder like a wave crashing over my almost lifeless body. I feel my presence in this world slowly slip through my fingers. I shed a tear for everyone I once loved and they all just get washed away with the flood of memories that is upon me. With one last drop of life, breath, essence, I picture my true love and scream out my last words never to be heard. And to never be heard is to never be forgotten, to never be lost, to never exist. My last words were "I love you, never forget me, be happy." These words are useless for he will never hear me but i desperately hope my unheard dying wish I'd carried out nonetheless.