Do you remember when we first met?
I think it was a beautiful Monday morning. The snow was soft, I could hear the little noise it made when I walked. That tiny noise nobody thinks about. I love that sound. I saw you drinking coffee all by yourself at the bus stop. Your mug smelt of home. We talked for a bit, it was a wonderful day.
Do you remember our wedding?
It was a day to remember. Your parents came and thanked me, saying things like "my dear boy never could find the one! Then you came along!" I ended up drinking a little too much and embarrassed my self talking about how long I have dreamt of this perfect wedding. I remember your manly black suit, you had the pink tie that I bought you three years before that day. You loved it even if it ruined your manliness.
Do you remember our child?
She died three hours after her birth. She was beautiful. Had your brown eyes. I loved her so much even though I never met her in person. That day was the worst, we cried all the time after that. You blamed me.
Do you remember your missing Prozac?
I do, I took it, thinking of ending it all right here and now. I ate all of mine, used my whole prescription. You still had three refills. I ate your Prozac in secret, remember when you found me? Laying on the bed? I was half way dead, I could feel your hot tears fall on my cold face.
Do you remember when I killed you?
When I got discharged from the hospital a month after my attempted suicide, I saw you in bed. She was on top of you, crying out with joy. Do you remember hearing the "Bang" of the pistol? Do your remember her brains falling on your face? Do you remember the bullet going between your eyes? Do you remember when we met in Hell? Do you remember me?