I remember how your voice sounded in contrast to the radio and how you would hum along to Somewhere Over The Rainbow while you drove and I remember the ******* way you swerved away from a dead raccoon on the street and how your hand got sweaty in mine when you almost missed the sharp turn and I hate remembering and I just want to forget but I can’t. Now you’ve swerved away from me and left me as a dead carcass and I want to reach down my esophagus and pull out my heart but I can’t do that and I hate that you just don’t care and I want to forget you and I want to forget your smell and I just want to ******* forget everything. I don’t want to live like this. I can’t live like this.