Write about someone you forgot

 The last image in my head of you is confusing. You look different from the image that was taken a week ago prior. Why can I remember your voice? What’s your favorite food? I hate hearing the answers from everyone else and not you. My memories of you are a blur. All I get is stories, stories that don’t make sense. Stories that are full of he say , she say. Stories that you could never clarify. It’s been eleven years and all I can remember is everyone’s face when they found out. Why did you look so different? I have so many questions, maybe you can answer in the after life.

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