Gemotions

He stared at the photograph in his hand, the edges worn smooth from countless touches. Liam looked at the photo, then at the man in front of him, and felt a profound sense of emptiness. The man was his childhood friend, Ben, but he was completely oblivious to their shared past. "I'm sorry," Ben had said, his voice even and polite, "I don't remember you." Liam felt the edges of his vision starting to blur. He leaned against the wall, his legs weak. Years ago, they promised to never forget. How could he possibly move on from this? It was like the world had tilted on its axis, leaving him adrift.