I, ephemeral (1)

During the day I am trying to remember his face. I do not want to forget it. It was beautiful. I know, I know, it was just a dream but... it was one of the best dreams I've had.

He was epileptic. I was holding his hands while he breathed slowly. He had had an attack. But when he calmed down, he looked at me and smiled.

Oh, God. It was amazing. His expression was so kind and thankful. I have never felt useful until that moment. Yes, I do not want to forget him.