Ten years from now. You are cleaning your home and you come across a dusty box. You can't remember what it is. But you open it and suddenly memories crash upon you. You pick up the school dress, the one you wore for years and the blurred images in your mind suddenly clear. You remember life as it was before. Without a tension in the world. You pick up your class photograph and all those faces are as clear as they were before. The ones you still, sometimes, talk to along with the ones you are no longer in touch with. You remember the banter, the laughter, the fights, the fun, the love, the heart break and every thing in between. You hear a random song and you can't move because it reminds you of the days you wish you could go back to. You don't take a certain turn on the road because it was the way you and your friends used to go almost daily. You don't eat dark chocolate anymore because the colour reminds you too muchof someone's eyes. You remember the things you thought you forgot and the things that you still sometimes recall in the middle of a busy day and you wonder where the memory came from. You close the box for maybe another ten years. Nostalgia hits you and while you sit back you wonder why there are raindrops on your cheeks but then you realize that you are indoors.