I saw her.
And I remembered everything.
I remembered her soft, baby pink lips I yearned to kiss. I remembered the way she would look at me when I did something wrong. I remembered the way she smiled at me, having that wave of sensibility hit you. I remember her eyes being the one thing I wanted to see every morning when I woke up. I remember falling in love with her, every second of every day. Loving each and every inch of her body and mind that control every piece of me.
I saw her.
And I remembered to kill her.