#dammit julia

Break Sakura’s Heart || @lightedblaze

She knew it was normal. The human brain was only capable of so much on its own. Memory stores developed over time, moments that meant the world were slowly lost as time past and filled a body with more experiences and knowledge to replace. Forgetting earlier years of life was something to be expected.

As was those long gone from one’s life. Sakura could still remember the day she realized she couldn’t recall her mother’s laugh. A panic attack in its truest form from something so simple, so utterly calm and it had sent Sasuke in a flurry. How can I have forgotten her? she remembers sobbing in his arms, burrowed in his chest as her shoulders wracked hard against his frame. 

His hand on her back had been warm, his lips pressed to her hair soft, and his heartbeat steady as he slowly helped her calm. His voice had been low as he expressed his own past, recounting the day he couldn’t remember the rasp his father’s voice after work, his slow loss of his mother’s expressions, forgetting the faces of his neighbors one by one in favor for the sharp, ever-lasting memories saved with the Sharingan.

But Sasuke was still alive. Sarada hadn’t lost her father and still– She was experiencing the same thing.