Museum of Innocence.

Visions, memories, mirages, image, whatever you want to call them, all getting lost in time. I try not to forget, I try, I really try, to hold on to those memories, to those feelings but they are fading. Why mom is crying? I can not take it, stop, make it stop. please. How can I forget your eyes Reera? what did you do while your plane was going down? ill never know. ill never know. Neda, while you were lying in a pool of your own blood, precious life fading from your eyes. what were you thinking? ill never know, ill never know. don't forget, don't forget, don't forget god dammit. Zoom in.