Remember?

Guilt follows at my side

more frequently than my own shadow.

Stalking me, hungry for more secrets.

More shit to use against me, she watches.

And she remembers...

Everything.

Then, when I least expect it,

she reminds me.

She reminds me of things

that I've done my very best to forget about.

Things that make me want to runaway,

getaway, stay away from her.

And her names.

Her cruelty.

The enraged, disgusted look on her face

when I look at her makes

my excuses and apologies catch in the back of my of my throat,

making the only thing able to escape a muffled sigh...

Of defeat.

She climbs into my head from my ears

and scratches at the backs of my eyelids

as I squeeze them shut

trying to block her out.

That bitch.

Someone so...mean.

Reminding me

of the way that he called out to me

as I walked away..

from his love.

The way I didn't turn around.

But I didn't feel it anymore

He didn't mean it anymore

and when the day came

that I couldn't say it anymore

I knew I had to get out fast.

For the good of us both.

But my pleas for mercy

go silent in her presence.

She holds me with her hard, blistering stare.

And I see her, behind my crying eyes whispering...

Remember?