I saw your face today, for the first time in nearly thirty years. Smiling, young, pretty. I hadn’t thought of you at all, until today. And when I saw your face my first thought was:

Oh! I remember you!

Then like a burst pipe the reality of my memories came flooding uncontrolled and spewing chaotically about my skull. Your face changed in the video. The truth of your nature when we were seventeen revealed itself. Just below the smiling performance I could smell the rotten stench of your cruelty. Your lips curled into a sneer and your eyes looked through me. My heart dropped, my mood changed, your words remembered, gut punches through time.

In my head, I heard your voice for the first time in nearly thirty years. Cruel, cold, dismissive. My second thought was:

Oh. I remember you.