Here is my memory box! It holds everything I need to remember about myself.
First, we will see a photo of my garden. It is full of strawberries.
Then, we have a photo from my childhood. I am jealous of him. I grew up but he never will.

I also have a few tickets. Hey, I found it! I drew us together!
this one is actually not real. My truth is safe with me.
Who you are, your name, what i think of you are all in a place
no one else could see, not even you.

But I have started to forget...

Would it be better if i just told you?..