Gemotions

The time capsule, discovered during a school cleanup, held a collection of trinkets, and a single, faded photograph. Michael stared at the photo. A younger version of himself, smiling at the camera, holding hands with a girl with a ponytail. He had no recollection of her. As he studied the image, a strange pressure built in his chest. His hands trembled as he picked up the small silver locket that contained a lock of her hair. He felt that he might be experiencing the most compelling feeling of his life, a yearning for someone, a moment, he couldn’t place, yet desperately wanted to.