Her (First Written 1st December 2011)

I remember his smile. I remember his clear blue eyes and the tiny white scar above his eyebrow. I remember his sweet aftershave I gave him for Christmas. I guess he wears it for her now.

I don't remember why he hit me. I don't remember why I called him those names. I'm sure she never insults him, and I'm sure he never hits her. He loves her.

I know he loved me once. He told me he'd marry me. We had plans, him and I. We were going to take on the world. She was never in these plans. She was just his friend. He didn't share his secrets with her. She didn't know he liked Worcester Sauce in his pie. She didn't know he liked to walk in the fields when the sun was going down. She didn't know these things, but I knew these things. I loved him. And he loved me once.

But now she has him. She knows these things and I have to forget. I try to forget but I remember. Does he remember me?