"No, I am trying to help you remember what we had and what you and I went through together to get to where we are now. You told me you loved me and that was the reason I risked everything to find you."
/ / / ^ \\\
I woke up with a pain that had me remembering all that happened which I thought was a dream before that wave of pain that spread through my spine told me how much of a reality it was.
It was not a dream, right? It had to be a dream. I tried to stand up but I was sent back to the bed by the body that was once mine but chose at that moment to go against my wishes.
I wanted to kill somebody. I know what had happened, I did not need an explanation but as I looked back at how I had only fought for barely a minute before giving, I felt shame tint my cheeks with red.
I was both embarrassed and angry. I laid that way for more than an hour praying death takes me away from the embarrassment I wished I had forgotten. If only I had amnesia.
