My heart sinks into the deepest pit of my stomach when I remember that the last existing memory of you can only be revoked from the cortex of my brain. The innocent times we shared on campus are now in my personal and very private hippocampus. The words that once fell softly from your lips are now fired swiftly through my neurons. The fragmented memories of your touch send pulsing signals into my chest, working my cardiac muscles to their maximum speed. The sound waves of your name hit my eardrums like a scream turned silent. Now, you turn anonymous to my anatomy and foreign to my physiology. But you live on through my body, in my body.