PRS med Isabelle Granger :D

Someone knocks the door.
"Come in", you say.

Your heart flips when you hear his voice. It was so long ago.. Slowly and nervously you open the door. "Dave!" You shout, runs forward and hug him.

"Uh... Who are you?", you ask. Something seems familiar with him though, but you can't remember ever seeing him.

You pulls away from him, your whole body tensing. "W-What? " You ask quietly, eyes widen open.

"Who are you?", you ask again.

You bite your bottom lip agressively, your eyes wide open. He is serious. You can see it in his face. He doesn't remember you. "Y-you don't... remember?" You stutter quietly.

You shake your head.
"I'm sorry"

You look down as you feel something dying inside you. It hurts like someone rips your heart out and stab it.
He doesn't remember you
The words keep echoing through your head.
He doesn't remember you

Your vision blurs by all the tears and streams down your face. It hurts so bad. You look up at him, still crying. "B-but it isn't fair!" you shout, turns around and runs out.

"Wait!" you shout after him and try to get out of bed. It doesen't work though.

You run and run, silent tears constantly running down your face. You run until you arrive at home, where you run up to your room and slam the door. Shaking, you sit down on the floor, with your head in you hands, sobbing loudly.
He doesn't remember you
All these memories of what you had, all the times you talked and all the kisses you shared. All meaningless. All worthless, hopeless. He doesn't remember it, it doesn't matter. None of it.
And realizing that feels like thousands of ice shards piercing your heart.