It's crazy interesting how you can so easily forget the names of people that you've spent everyday of your life with for scores upon scores. Be it coworkers on a job, classmates in a classroom or a neighbor who lives just a plaster of wall away from you; but then there are the people who you haven't spent a day with, not a second, minute or even half of a millisecond, but yet you feel as though you've spent your entire life with them. Their faces are permanent murals forever painted on the temple of your brain, never needing any sort of restoration.
You know their strengths, their fears, their truths, their lies and even the lies they tell themselves, which gives you a special kind of insight when it comes to the sight they have trouble seeing, making you the only optometrist who sees their vision. You know all their life's favorites and their life's dislikes.
You know where to scratch when they don't have an itch.
You make things matter that in any other situation wouldn't matter, like their dog's birthday, don't put lettuce in their burrito because they hate it soggy, how they like their towels folded, what side of the bed they prefer to sleep on or what streets they like to take even though you might know a better way.
You keep a calendar of all dates and events even the ones that haven't been marked with an X yet.
You remember their scent when your nose no longer remembers what it is to smell or their taste when you forget what flavor is. If they were the measurement for IQ then you'd legally be diagnosed genius. But the question is, how do you live in their memory and get them to not forget about you?