She lost her good memories at the end of the week.
All of the friends she had made, the fun they had that week, all lost by the end.
And then she met me.
I helped her to remember the old memories, and she began to forget less of the new ones.
And I was happy. And she was happy.
Until she regressed.
I thought my love for her would bring it all back.
I tried and tried, just like I had promised. I tried to stay by her side.
But I couldn't.
(Based on the anime: One Week Friends)