I used to be the type of person who always tried to memorize the lines of another person’s face, in case this time was the last time I ever got to see them. Then there came a period in my life when I tried my best to erase the lines of faces I had etched so deeply into my core. Faces that haunted my dreams and then even my waking moments. I turned into a person who stared at shoes instead while I stood in front of a person and listened to their voice. And that’s really all it was, listening to their voices without really hearing what was said. Now I try to avoid eye contact while filtering out the words that pull my heartstrings so I can turn them into beautiful images in order to remember them, even if only for a little while.