I don't know why I thought of him again, and I felt like I would meet him at the next corner.
Returning to my alma mater for the first time in many years, I still felt uneasy, not because I was afraid of meeting my former head teacher or the old professors who had trained me, but because there were memories here that I didn't want to remember. Memories are irritating, because they have no power at all. Maybe you will feel sad or happy because of those vivid pictures, but those times that have passed are something you cannot capture or leave behind.
Here is my first love, from beginning to end.