I Remember

What happened..? Before everything became black..? I don't remember.. I don't remember anything... Wait! I remember something! A face! I remember a face with chestnut coloured eyes and a beautiful white smile. Long soft brown hair, that has been straightened and skin so brown, that looks like the sun itself at kissed her body.

Her? Oh yeah... I remember her now. I remember who she was, but I don't remember her name. I don't remember her name... I know her and I love her, but I don't remember her name..

I remember how we met. We were in a cafe and I saw her beautiful face. Pink lips, crooked nose, and thick eyebrows. Every feature was stunning. She was wearing a soft pink dress with a pastel purple flower pattern.

I went up to her, after I gathered all my courage, and introduced myself. Introduced.. Myself..? that reminds me... I can't remember my name... What's my name? I truly wonder...
Hopefully I remember it soon.
Hopefully I remember her name soon.

I remember we talked for hours, while we drank coffee and ate cookies. And before she left, I took a deep breath to calm my pulsing anxiety. when I was calm enough, I asked her if she maybe wanted to go on a date sometime.

I remember the small shy smile on her lips as a blush spread over her cheeks. I remember the soft nervous laugh she let out before nodding. I remember, how my knees felt like they were melting, and how my heart speed up as my freckled face grinned happily and exposed my slightly crooked teeth.

I truly thought she was going to reject me. I thought, that she would think I was weird and creepy, because I was woman as well. I was so happy, that I thought I was gonna pass out. I got her number and she got mine.

We started meeting often, and I could feel, how I slowly fell in love with her. Everything just seemed so much more beautiful, when she was by my side.
I remember, how she would always play with my short reddish orange hair, and how she always admired my jade-green eyes.

I always felt more confident around her. I love her and she loves me. And a few months after we met, we got together. We became girlfriends and we were so happy.

But even though we were together, she had to hide me from her friends and family. She told me, that they would never accept as she was and that she had to get a husband.

She promised me, that she would never be with someone else and that she would only be with me. And I believed her... I really did..
But one day... That day.. That one fucking day! I don't wanna remember. I don't want to remember!!

I felt so fucking betrayed and hurt, when I saw her kissing that man! She kissed him, like she kissed me.. I was so angry. But I didn't do anything to stop them.
No. I just went home. I ignored her for weeks, but she kept spamming my phone 24/7. She never stopped texting me. It was so fucking annoying, I just wanted her to stop!!

But it wasn't as annoying as when she knocked on my front door. I remember, that I opened the door, to see who was knocking. And she forced herself inside and started scolding me. I got angry and pushed her away from me as I yelled at her.

We yelled and fought for what felt like hours. I confronted her about the man, that she kissed. She tried to defend herself, but I remember that I didn't want to listen her. I remember calling her "a whore" and "a stereotype".
She cried... The tears rolled down her beautiful pink cheeks.

I remember, how my pale face was completely red from rage. I remember, that the fight happened not long ago.
I fucked off. I hurried out of the house and I crossed the road without looking where I was going.

I regret that..
The last thing I remember, is a loud honk and her scream.
Then everything went black..

The myth says, that you see your whole life in the last 7 minutes after you die.
But that's not true.
You see what leads to your death.