Memories of Us

As soon as me and Tara reached the top of the hill, we were instantly frozen in awe with the powerful feeling of love that was flowing around us. This place, it was the most beautiful place that I've ever seen. It was like we were in heaven.

"Look at all of those beautiful structures, Ricky," Tara said. "Especially that arch with all those flowers on it."

"I've never seen a place so beautiful like this," I replied. "The structures and scenery are just so heavenly-looking."

As me and Tara continued to stand there in awe looking at the structures and scenery, the feeling of love that was flowing around us was getting stronger.

"Oh my, Ricky," Tara said. "This feeling of love, it's getting so potent."

"Yeah, it's getting stronger," I replied. "It feels so good."

The feeling of love was getting stronger and stronger.

"Ricky," Tara said. "Everything is becoming so bright, and I'm feeling so sleepy."

"I know," I replied. "I can barely see anything but light, and I can barely keep my eyes open."

Everything became completely bright. Me and Tara were lying on the ground next to each other.

"Tara," I said. "All I can see is light."

"Me too," she replied. "I'm falling asleep, Ricky."

"More memories are coming to mind," I said to Tara. "Memories of us."

"I can see them, Ricky," she replied. "I can see the memories."

A few moments later, Tara fell asleep. I tried to fight off the drowsiness, but I ended up falling asleep as well.

Memories... Living breathing memories...

Everything is so bright. Tara is here with me. We're drifting, but not through space and time. It's different this time...

"Are we asleep?" I ask Tara. "I remember us falling asleep."

"It doesn't feel like we're asleep," Tara replies. "This just feels too real."

A memory, a beautiful memory. This used to be home...

"I remember this area," I say to Tara. "This used to be home."

"I remember too, Ricky," Tara replies. "I was here with you that day."

"Where and when was this though?" I ask Tara. "I can't remember."

"I can't remember either, Ricky," Tara replies.

The memory of home fades into nothingness. Me and Tara are drifting through the light again...

As me and Tara continue to drift through the light, another memory begins to emerge...

"I see something," I say to Tara. "It's another memory."

"I see it too, Ricky," Tara replies. "It looks like a memory of us."

I see me and Tara. She's giving me a card. I remember that card...

"I remember this day," I say to Tara. "It was Valentine's Day, and that was the card you gave me."

"I remember now too, Ricky," Tara replies. "We had such a happy and beautiful time together that day."

"I remember this day, but what world and time were we in?" I ask Tara.

"I don't know, Ricky," Tara replies. "All I can remember is that it was Valentine's Day and that we had a lovely day together."

"It must have been a different dimension of the world of the far past because we were our younger selves," I say to Tara.

"I agree, Ricky," Tara replies. "That day does resemble that of the world of the far past."

The memory of me and Tara on Valentine's Day fades away. Me and Tara are drifting through the light again...

I'm beginning to feel sad. I can hear the sound of an ocean. Me and Tara are no longer drifting through the light. We are drifting through a tunnel of dark spiraling clouds...

The tunnel of dark spiraling clouds and the sound of an angry ocean, I feel this horrible depression building inside of me...

Tara is crying. "Ricky..."

"Tara," I yell with panic in my voice.

What is happening to me? My mind hurts so badly. I can hear Tara's cries. The sound of the angry ocean is getting closer...

The ocean, I see the ocean. I can hear Tara's voice. She is trying to tell me something...

The ocean fades away, and the dark spiraling clouds disappear. All I can see is bright light. I am haunted by what the voice of Tara just told me...

I am drifting through the light...

"Tara," I yell.

The light fades away, and I am now drifting through space and time...

"Tara, can you hear me?" I yell. "Where are you?"

"I'm right here, Ricky," she replies.

"What the hell happened in that last memory?" I ask Tara. "You know, the one with the ocean. Why did you tell me that?"

"What ocean? What did I tell you?" Tara replies. "The last thing I remember is when we saw that memory of us on Valentine's Day, and now here we are drifting through space and time together."

"Are you serious?" I ask Tara." "I could even hear your cries just before that memory emerged."

"Sorry, Ricky," Tara replies. "I have no recollection of any of this."

"What the hell happened to me then," I say to Tara. "This is getting pretty damn disturbing."

Me and Tara continue to drift through space and time, and we seem to be getting older...

"I think we're aging," I say to Tara. "You look older."

"So do you, Ricky," she replies.

I see a world in the distance...

Me and Tara are drifting closer to that world. I'm beginning to lose consciousness...

I'm on the ground. I'm slowly regaining consciousness. I can hear a familiar voice shouting at me.

"Richard, wake up you mother fucker," Stephon shouts.