Ecstatic: laughing with friends, eyes glittering with tones of uncommon euphoria, stomach lined with freshly cut abdominal muscles from evenings full of giggles.  

My system fears the internalization of our past, yet the mind still seeks to betray. Abruptly forces us out of such pleasantry, aiding in tossing vast amounts of gasoline to an already raging fire of hideous, dark, horrifically realistic memories of our past.

The senses sharpen. The flesh is lit on fire, the soul is drenched in a bone chilling saturation of a substance colder than ice. The body shivers with frostbite while the brain blazes, searing until only charred remains survive.

What is felt is inhumane; too painful for a human to endure.

The shimmering reflection of joy once found in my oceanic eyes transforms into endless sorrow, feelings of panic so vivid and so cruel these emotions can only be described as being summoned from the pits of hell.

I remember his dark, unforgiving eyes, as they sweep for head to toe, focusing on my ******* for moments too long.

I remember his warm, tight grasp. The heavy restraints of his hold, my flesh burning from deep imprints of his strong fingers, easily overpowering my small, childish figure.

I remember the feel of his ***** ***** pressing into my side as his hands dig into the soft flesh of my developing hips.

I remember him. I remember you.