Gemotions

The phone call came first. "Have you seen...?" The voice on the other end trailed off, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. The link arrived via text moments later. Liam clicked the link and he recoiled, his face falling. It was his.

His diary, now public. He read through a few entries, each sentence a punch to the gut. The embarrassment, the awkwardness, the unfulfilled hopes, all laid bare. He felt a sharp pang of discomfort and shame.

He sat on his couch, his eyes fixed on the screen, a sense of grief swirling inside him. He remembered the pain, the loneliness, the yearning of his younger self. Liam buried his face in his hands, feeling utterly deflated.